As a kid growing up in late 1950s and 1960s Seattle, imagined visits to foreign lands were a focus of my inner life, what with 707s (and later 747s) soaring over the city, and twice- or thrice-yearly sightings of ocean liners that actually traveled all the way around the world. As it turns out, I wasn’t alone; even in cosmopolitan London, my contemporary Geoffrey Weill dreamed the same dreams. It was all about the journey planning at that age—what to see and do would sort itself out once we got there, wherever “there” was. Weill was able to live out his dreams by getting a job with Thomas Cook in London, first building a career there and in New York, and then elsewhere in the travel industry as the growing middle classes in Western Europe and North America were able to travel as never before on those jumbo jets. He’s remained mostly in New York in a variety of positions in the travel and public relations field, having visited over 100 countries in the process. As Alan Cumming’s cover blurb (“a tender memoir of an eccentric family, a searing commentary on institutionalized antisemitism, and a celebration of the life of a joyous nomad”) suggests, this is travel writing at its very best.
— Lloyd, Madison Books, Seattle, WA
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