A memoir by Ernesto Guevara about his motorcycle ride across Latin America with his friend. Did not really like this novel due to many reasons. Although it is a true story, it was difficult to comprehend there were so many helping hands allowing them to freely stay over for the night, give them food, even money. Secondly, the writing didn't seem very catchy either. There was this one line where he mentions 'I miss Alberto Granado' but there is no mention of what really happened to Alberto. Till the previous para, Alberto was right there! Also, they travel so many cities, and without a proper map in the book, it is difficult to imagine where in Latin America they really were....
