A Look At The Book

I'm attempting to reunite myself with the world of books. Since college I've dedicated my time to fact books, how-to books, magazines... While I really enjoy these (who doesn't enjoy reading about mnemonic devices, or how to fold and cut the perfect snowflake, or the latest Hollywood "bumpwatch"?) I miss the feeling of success after finishing a book. I miss relating to characters... following plots... waiting to pick up the story and see what happens next... And thus, the reunion begins!

Honeymoon With My Brother, a memoir
written by Franz Wisner

This is the memoir of Franz Wisner who gets left at the altar and then decides to quit his high-roller job and go on his honeymoon with his brother. The two takeoff on a two year adventure that leads them to 53 countries in Europe, Asia, South America, and Africa. http://www.honeymoonwithmybrother.com/index.php?section=book

Favorite Passage:

"We loved Pau de Acucar, " I said, pronouncing it like "pow day ah-Sue-car." "Took the tram up there yesterday afternoon for the sunset. Beautiful, just beautiful, Pau de Acucar."

Claudia began to chuckle, prompting Deborah to shoot her a glance. I assumed my pointless story had fallen short, so I carried on.

"Do you all see it often? Pau de Acucar? It's stunning."

Her father grabbed his plate and started back to the kitchen. I thought I heard him laugh as well. I know I heard Claudia giggle some more. Ana Carolina, too. Deborah grabbed my arm, pulling my head below table level for an emergency conference.

"Do you know what you're saying?" she whispered. "You're telling my parents you think your penis is stunning."

"What did I say?"

"You said pau instead of pao. Pao means bread. Pau means penis."

"So Pau de Acucar means sugar penis? I've been raving about my sugar penis?"

"Yes."

"So what's the problem?" I said before she slapped me on the arm. Hard.