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I did not exactly breeze through chapter three, but "El Abominable Hombre de la Selva" was a relatively brisk read compared to some that came before. This was equal parts that Kate Cold is a delight to read about and that I've stopped looking up every vocabulary word I'm not sure about; if I'm pretty sure of what it means from context, onward I go.
I was absurdly proud to recall what 'albóndigas' were.
The liberal use of similes in this book are a mixed blessing; they're nicely evocative, but they're a lot harder to work out from context than the straightforward descriptions. But I like the rivers in the jungle sliding around like luminous serpents, so I think overall I am for them.
Onward through chapter four, "El Río Amazonas". Which is making me somewhat nostalgic for my time in the jungle.
I was absurdly proud to recall what 'albóndigas' were.
The liberal use of similes in this book are a mixed blessing; they're nicely evocative, but they're a lot harder to work out from context than the straightforward descriptions. But I like the rivers in the jungle sliding around like luminous serpents, so I think overall I am for them.
Onward through chapter four, "El Río Amazonas". Which is making me somewhat nostalgic for my time in the jungle.