To me, travel would only be half as much fun without taking the time to read books. I am even happy about long train rides or ferry passages because they me the time to sit down and read for a few extra hours
I should have started this a long time ago, but hey, better late than never: from now on I will compile a reading list for each country that I will live in. Italy will be the first. It will list all the books relating to Italy which I have read and which I am reading. For the books that I’d like to read, please have a look at my wishlist.
I hope that future travellers will find this useful and I look forward to your comments and additional recommendations.
For an introduction to Italian history, I read The Pursuit of Italy by David Gilmour. It’s rich in detail, but never boring. For the wealth of information it contains, it is rather readable and enjoyable. Gilmour focuses on the political development that led to a united Italy, of course, but does not fail to mention geographic, economic and military factors as well as the effects on arts, literature and legislation.
Wishing to find out more about the Allied campaign to liberate Italy in World War II, I turned to The Liberator: one World War II soldier’s 500-day odyssey from the beaches of Sicily to the gates of Dachau by Alex Kershaw, but came away disappointed.
Only the last chapter of this book takes places in Italy, but the protagonist lives here now: In the Sea there are Crocodiles by Fabio Geda recounts the 6-year journey of a refugee from Afghanistan through Pakistan, Iran, Turkey, Greece and finally Italy. A moving, heart-breaking, beautiful book written in a youthful tone that reminded me of The Catcher in the Rye. A book I will remember for a long time.
The first example of Sicilian literature I read was In Sicily (Conversazione in Sicilia) by Elio Vittorini and boy, was it boring and bad. Nothing much is happening and the dialogues are even slower than whatever it is that is not happening. A son returns to Sicily after 15 years and visits his mother. Their dialogues are so slow and repetitive that sometimes the same sentence is repeated across half a page. “You cook the best potatoes, Mum.” “I cook the best potatoes, son?” “Yes, you cook the best potatoes.” “Well, if you say so, then I cook the best potatoes.” “Yes, you do, Mum.” Even though it’s only a short novella (130 pages) and I was almost at the end, I gave up. Terrible.
The second example of Sicilian literature was a collection of short stories: The Wine-Dark Sea by Leonardo Sciascia. Wow! Some of these short stories are brilliant. They are witty, smart and fabulously written. The exact opposite of Vittorini. Even if you are not interested in Sicily or Italy, you should read these stories. They are among the best short stories I have ever come across.
I also enjoyed the crime novella Equal Danger by the same author, despite its unsatisfactory ending.
Friedrich Christian Delius makes an attempt at describing Rome during a day in World War II in Portrait of the Mother as a Young Woman, but fails. An unnecessary, boring book.