By Tony Horwitz
"A high-spirited, comedian ramble into the savage Outback populated by way of irreverent, beer-guzzling frontiersmen." --Chicago Tribune
"A interesting perception into what we are all approximately at the highways and byways alongside the outback track." --The Telegraph (Sydney)
Swept off to dwell in Sydney by means of his Australian bride, American author Tony Horwitz longs to discover the unique reaches of his followed land. So someday, armed in basic terms with a backpack and fantasies of the open highway, he hitchhikes off into the amazing vacancy of Australia's outback.
What follows is a hilarious, hair-raising trip into the new crimson middle of a continent so desolate that civilization dwindles to a gasoline pump and a pub. whereas the outback's terrain is inhospitable, its scattered population are something yet. Horwitz entrusts himself to Aborigines, opal diggers, jackeroos, card sharks, and sunstruck wanderers who degree distance within the variety of beers fed on en path. alongside the best way, Horwitz discovers that the outback is as treacherous because it is colourful. Bug-bitten, sunblasted, dust-choked, and bloodied by means of a near-fatal coincidence, Horwitz endures seven thousand miles of the world's such a lot forbidding genuine property, and a few very strange own encounters, as he winds his approach to Queensland, Alice Springs, Perth, Darwin--and 100 bush pubs in between.
Horwitz, the Pulitzer Prize-winning writer of 2 nationwide bestsellers, Confederates within the Attic and Baghdad with out a Map, is the correct journey advisor for an individual who has ever dreamed of a real Australian adventure.
"Lively, fast moving and a laugh . . . a continually fascinating and wonderful account." --Kirkus Reviews
"Ironical, perceptive and sophisticated . . . may have readers getting out their maps and itching to persist with Horwitz's tracks. . . . the interior trip is his best fulfillment; he permits the reader into his middle, to head traveling with him there, sharing his adventures of the spirit." --Sunday Times (London)
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