ANTONIO TABUCHI has traveled a lot, then. And he wrote, taking advantage of the most different conditions, the most diverse opportunities, but also his most personal readings, about these travels of his.
The places are names, stops, accommodations, people. But they are also the traces of human cultures, the connection of yesterday with today, that secret web that makes the continents so varied and interesting, the search for beauty but also for the diversity of the world.
And Tabuchi, sometimes walking in Lisbon with Pessoa, sometimes admiring in Brazil the statues created by a leper sculptor, sometimes having a picnic at Hanging Rock, and other times trying herbs in Crete, always arrives at the same conclusion: 'It is not true that the world is small. The world is big and diverse. That’s why it is beautiful: because it is big and diverse, and it is impossible to know it entirely.'
[Excerpt from the text on the back cover of the edition]
