Summary of Bill Bryson's Neither here not There
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- FormatePub
- ISBN978-1-6693-5850-3
- EAN9781669358503
- Date de parution23/03/2022
- Protection num.Digital Watermarking
- Taille1 Mo
- Infos supplémentairesepub
- ÉditeurEverest Media LLC
Résumé
Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 I wanted to see the Northern Lights, and I had long harbored a half-formed desire to live what life was like in a remote and forbidding place. But now as I picked my way through the grey, late-December slush of Oslo, I was beginning to have my doubts.
#2 In 1972, I went to Europe for the first time.
I flew from New York to Luxembourg, with a refuelling stop en route at Keflavik Airport in Reykjavik. The aeroplanes were old and slow. It took a week and a half to reach Keflavik, and another week and a half to bounce on through the skies to Luxembourg. #3 On the plane, I was seated next to a religious zealot who spent most of the flight reading holy scripture and whispering the words just loud enough for me to hear them.
I feared the worst. #4 I had flown a lot in America, and had never seen anything from an aeroplane window but endless golden fields on farms the size of Belgium. When I landed in Luxembourg, I was amazed by the city's compactness and European atmosphere.
I flew from New York to Luxembourg, with a refuelling stop en route at Keflavik Airport in Reykjavik. The aeroplanes were old and slow. It took a week and a half to reach Keflavik, and another week and a half to bounce on through the skies to Luxembourg. #3 On the plane, I was seated next to a religious zealot who spent most of the flight reading holy scripture and whispering the words just loud enough for me to hear them.
I feared the worst. #4 I had flown a lot in America, and had never seen anything from an aeroplane window but endless golden fields on farms the size of Belgium. When I landed in Luxembourg, I was amazed by the city's compactness and European atmosphere.























