A travel book that describes Alan Ross' journey through Sardinia by train and bus in the 1950s. Sardinia at that time was a very different place from what it is now, and the bandit reference in the title is because there were bandits operating in parts of the island, people who held up travellers and stole all their belongings. Sardinia was altogether at the time a much wilder place, much less subject to outside influence. This book describes a scene that will not be repeated.
As well as the subject matter being a timepiece, the writing style is too; you get the impression that Alan Ross has learned how to do descriptive writing from the training course, and has learned his lesson throughly and well. This gives the book a slightly flowery feel these days, sometimes the adjectives sound like they've been conjured up because you need one, but that said it fits perfectly with the time and place, so makes for a coherent read with a kind of coherent atmosphere.
Not an exciting book, but worth reading for its sense of place.