Having read Leigh Fermor's brilliant travelogues of Eastern Europe and Greece, I was looking forward to seeing what he would make of an area of the world that isn't normally a bastion of good travel writing.
Upon finishing it (in spite of the bad reviews on here), I can honestly say I found it incredibly interesting. You have to remember that at the time of his visit to the Caribbean, immense changes were taking place throughout the West Indies, and the almost anthropological survey he conducts of the Windward Islands is fascinating. Moving onto Haiti and the Greater Antilles, he gives a wonderfully detailed account of the Voodoo rituals that occur almost exclusively on that island.
Overall, what you get with this book is Leigh Fermor's usual flowery, passionate travel narrative, coupled with well researched, detailed snippets of history that tie everything together. The vision of him sitting with the Rastafari in a cloud of smoke, discussing distant African kingdoms made me smile, and is so typical of this wonderful writer.