I am really enjoying the book The Lost City of Z. Growing up you always want to believe there is still adventure and mystery and that every part of the world hasn’t had a footprint on it yet. I will do a full review of it, but this book pushes aside your assumptions that this is the case. That it turns out you are very wrong, and there are tribes of people deep in the Amazon that will kill you with poison darts and explorers still searching for lost cities with treasure among inhospitable jungles filled with deadly animals and poisonous fauna. Really cool stuff. I will write a full review later, but this book is a winner right now.
I did not care for the other book I was reading (I like to read a few at the same time – like an ADD thing) The Boy Who Harnessed the Wind: Creating Currents of Electricity and Hope. I am sure it is an awesome book, and others would enjoy it, but the beginning of the book that delves into his relationship with his father and the village just didn’t compel me for some reason. I may have to keep it and try it again in a year. Sometimes that works for me, but I have vowed I do not have to finish every book I start now – life is too short – so it is in the discard pile for right now.