Dozens of crazy Ms.-Adventures from Egypt to North Dakota and back home again. Pity Anastasia Ashman as she competes with a GPS device for her husband's attention on a New York road trip. Enter the wacky world of a taxidermy convention in Illinois with Susan Orlean.
Anastasia gives an overview of the book:
"Most of the time my husband and I work as a complementary team. He trusts my research skills and intuition to invest money and chose gifts for his mother; I defer to his computational and engineering strengths with taxes and misbehaving electronics. At home in New York City we face each other at the dining table on twin computers and in the kitchen, one cooks while the other tackles clean up. But when my husband commands the steering wheel of an automobile, suddenly he thinks he can do without me.
"'Turn right honey,' I plead as we pass a landmark in rural New York State for the third time. 'I think that's the way to the bridge,' I say, wistfully pointing out the window as our car rumbles straight through the intersection. The crinkled map in my lap may offer no clue which gray squiggle represents this wooded country road, but I still think we should have turned right. Call it feminine instinct."
A native of Berkeley, California with 14 years abroad in three countries, I'm a cultural writer/producer on a global rollercoaster:
fired in Hollywood,
abandoned on a snake-infested island off Borneo,
married in an Ottoman palace,