This memoir about a recently divorced woman who decides to spend a year in three countries on a spiritual journey made me laugh out loud over and over. It is warm, ironic, playful, spiritual, sincere, and heartwarmingly protective of the people described.

“Life, if you keep chasing it so hard, will drive you to death. Time—when pursued like a bandit—will behave like one; always remaining in one county or one room ahead of you, changing its name and hair color to elude you, slipping out the back door of the motel just as you’re banging through the lobby with your newest search warrant, leaving only the burning cigarette in the ashtray to taunt you.”