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This originally appeared at The Irresponsible Readeras part of a quick takes/catch up post, —emphasizing pithiness, not thoroughness.
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I remember reading Bryson's The Mother Tongue back in the '90s and have often thought about trying him again—but anytime the thought occurred to me, I couldn't find one of his books available. So when I saw this as available from the library I jumped on it. Not the best move.
This is a travelogue of a trip or two that Bryson took around Australia. It's fairly amusing, mildly interesting, and not a complete waste of time. That's about all I can say for it—the few pages/minutes he spends on Cricket were laugh-out-loud funny. The rest of the book barely maintained my interest.
Your results may vary, but this just didn't do it for me.