In 1963, a young Dervla Murphy decided to cycle from Ireland to India on her trusty bike Ros. WHY she decided to do that is never fully explained, but I enjoyed her account of the journey. It did drag at the end & there was some inevitable cultural insensitivity. (It feels wrong to try to characterize a race of people.) But Murphy is humble, open-hearted, and brave. It's hard not to like her. Particularly enjoyed her time spent in Afghanistan.