If you have read any other of his travel books, this one is different. It's almost as if he knew it would be his last, and in it he reflects on his travels, and the reasons people travel, in a developing dialogue with a writer who could be described as the world's first travel writer, Herodotus. What comes through the book very strongly is Kapuscinski's humanity, and his genuine curiosity about the places and the people he comes across - and this aspect does link with all his other writing. There is clearly a serious level of allegory in what he writes, as one might expect from a writer who developed and wrote under the shadow of Eastern European regimes. It's worth the reading and thinking time - and he has made me want to go off and read Herodotus for myself. In a world which is riven with strife and warfare, his plea for openness to the other and curiosity about that which is different, rather than the rejection and destruction of it, is his most important message for me.