Writing about Japan seems to be like walking a thin tight rope. Read Amazon reviews of other Japan books and you'll find that many authors get criticised - either for being too negative towards Japan - or the complete opposite; viewing the country in a blissful state of wonder.
Booth's account of his journey walking from the north of Hokkaido to the south of Kyushu is a little different. He passes through the country, closely observing its smallest details and quirks, largely of rural life, reporting what he sees, smells, hears and feels on his journey, but rarely does Booth judge the Japanese.
His account is very well written; funny in some parts, graceful and poetic in others. Anyone who has spent extended time in Japan will knowingly nod and chuckle, recognising many of the traits, situations and irritations that he alludes to.
My one small criticism of the book is also what seems to have endeared it to so many reviewers; Booth's aptitude to objectively report, rather than asses, the things he experiences means that those with less knowledge of the country may be left a little in the dark at times.
There are certainly parts when a little more explanation would have been helpful. Especially as Booth (RIP) was so well qualified to do so - being fluent in the language and having lived in Japan for 7 years at the time of writing.
However, it seems that his unwillingness to judge his hosts too heavily is why this book has been so well received, and continues to be, even though it was first published back in 1985.
I wonder how much of the rural charm that Booth captured so well, has now faded into history, twenty five years on since he made his journey?
I like to think that the innkeepers, bear hunters and fisherman that Booth speaks of are still going about their rural ways, keeping this charming side to Japan alive.
Overall, Roads to Sata is a well painted, funny and realistic portrait of Japan, and probably the most enjoyable book I have yet read on the country.