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Average rating3.5
I wanted to love this. I discovered John Rogers' Youtube channel last year and absolutely adore his videos. They were perfect moments of calmness to watch during turbulent times and they'll often be the last thing I watch before bed to relax myself. The guy just seems like a lovely chap and I like spending time with him and enjoying his enthusiasm. However, the guy in this book is a slightly different version of him. Not any better or worse, just different. Whereas the videos feel somewhat ethereal with their use of Satie and others (even when it's in some industrial wasteland), the book is a more down to earth ramble accompanied by cans of Stella and samosas, which sounds great honestly but offers a different feel. And maybe it's just me much preferring the visual aspect over trying to imagine places I'm not familiar with. There's something really nice about watching the daylight fade towards the end of his walks too.