| I generally don't read nonfiction as I can hardly stay awake when I do. But The River of Doubt was not consigned to my bedside stand as a sleeping pill equivalent. What an excellent mix of adventure, history, anthropology, geography, biology, and medicine, all so vivid I felt I was side by side with TR in a leaky canoe in the oppressive heat of the Amazon jungle. I'd have a supply of Malarone in hand, however, plus yards of mosquito netting. Stand aside Survivor, Teddy Roosevelt has been there, done that, a thousand times over. |