If you own a dog, enjoy travel writing or have an interest in North America, I can thoroughly recommend Travels With Macy.
It is enlightening, witty, involving - and extremely well written. It tells the story of the author's journey round rural and small-town North America, broadly following the route taken by Steinbeck in his 1962 classic, Travels With Charley. For transport, Fogle chose an iconic thirty-year-old GMC motorhome, and for company his adored - and adorable - golden retriever Macy. Their adventures are recounted with the exuberance of Macy herself, and after covering 10,000 miles in the author's easy company I felt that I had gained a new insight into the rich diversity of a continent which is often surprisingly - and in a nice way - out of step with the march of time.
'Is there anything better', says Fogle, 'than bacon and eggs, buttered toast and dark coffee, all by yourself on a cloudless morning, on a mountain top under the big blue sky of Montana?' Well, no. This is one of so many passages where I found myself nodding, and smiling. Along the way, Fogle talks freely to the people he meets, itinerants like himself in RV camps and pull-offs, farmers, pump attendants and fellow dog-lovers; and it says much about the man that he finds these people almost universally giving, of their stories, their politics and, strikingly, their hospitality, in return.
Towards the end of the book Fogle says, 'I hadn't expected to fall in love', and although he's referring specifically to the charms of Northern New Mexico, he also means the continent at large, the place of his birth, and if I understand him correctly - 'home'.