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Ebook About INTRODUCED BY JAN MORRIS'[This] gloriously ornate account of that epic journey is a classic' ROBERT MACFARLANE'The feeling of being lost in time and geography with months and years hazily sparkling ahead is a prospect of inconjecturable magic.' In 1933, aged eighteen, Patrick Leigh Fermor set out on his 'great trudge', a year-long journey by foot from the Hook of Holland to Istanbul. Three decades later he wrote A Time of Gifts, the sparklingly original account of the first part of this youthful adventure, which took him through the Low Countries, up the Rhine, through Germany, down the Danube, through Austria and Czechoslovakia, and as far as Hungary.Alone, carrying only a rucksack and with a small allowance of only a pound a week, Fermor had planned to sleep rough - to live 'like a tramp, a pilgrim, or a wandering scholar' - but a chance introduction in Bavaria led to comfortable stays in castles, and provided a glimpse of the old Europe of princes and peasants.Hailed as a masterpiece, A Time of Gifts is in part a coming-of-age memoir, but it is also a rich and compelling portrait of a continent that - despite its resplendent domes and monasteries, its great rivers and grand cities - was soon to be swept away by war, modernisation and profound social change. 'Not only is this journey one of physical adventure but of cultural awakening. Architecture, art, genealogy, quirks of history and language are all devoured -- and here passed on -- with a gusto uniquely his' COLIN THUBRON, SUNDAY TIMES'One of the most romantic books of the twentieth century, Patrick Leigh Fermor's account of a long walk across Europe is also a literary treasure, a rich blend of action and observation' GUARDIANBook A Time of Gifts: On Foot to Constantinople: from the Hook of Holland to the Middle Danube Review :
What would you do if you were a bright and sensitive 18-year-old Englishman, a boy really, whose parents just had a very messy separation and, though very intelligent, you had not done very well at any of your schools? And life seemed pointless and depressing? Why, walk across Europe to Constantinople naturally, and write three marvelous best-sellers about the journey while you were about it. And, oh yes, let’s say the year is 1933 and all Europe is convulsed politically by a life-or-death struggle between communism and fascism, and the Nazis are just coming into ruthless and total power in Germany. That would make it much more interesting. You would want to put a copy of The Oxford Book of English Verse and Horace’s Odes in your rucksack for company, of course, and you would want your parents to give you one pound a week for spending money, that would be more than enough.And that is what these three amazing books are about. Fermor is an unusually keen observer, and his vivaciousness and immensely likeable personality combine with his brilliant observational power to create this compelling personal odyssey. The first volume carries Fermor from the Hook of Holland through fascist Germany, Austria and Czechoslovakia; the second takes him through Hungary and Transylvania; and the third winds through Rumania and Bulgaria and ends up with him being deposited in Greece, where the hair-raising wartime adventures he later became famous for were to occur. He sleeps rough in the country sometimes, sometimes in the fantastic castles of middle Europe, sometimes in barns with bucolic peasants. But everywhere he is observing, and writing everything down compulsively in battered notebooks.The detailed notebooks from this amazing journey became the wellspring of the three beloved classics, but how this voyage became the three books is a great story in itself. His first notebook was stolen and lost forever in Munich in the first volume, a minor disaster. But then a major disaster happened in the third volume: his rucksack was stolen in Rustchuk, a Bulgarian town on the Danube, and ten months of notes were lost. Miraculously, however, the rucksack and the notes were recovered and they were ultimately put away for safe-keeping during the war at Harrod’s where they were later destroyed, unclaimed. And that was the end of the notebooks. Then life intervened: World War II and a brilliant literary career that carried Fermor into the first rank of English writers of the 20th Century.Then, late in a long and well-lived life, the accomplished author returned to his memories, without the benefit of contemporary notes, to see if he could make something of his unaided recollections. The books themselves were written when the wandering boy had become an old man, a great writer at the height of his powers. The first volume came out in 1977 when I was at Oxford, but somehow I completely missed them until now, to my great loss. The second volume appeared in 1986. Both attracted universal critical acclaim, and the world waited patiently for the concluding volume. But Fermor died in 2011 with the trilogy incomplete. In 2013, it was finished and lightly edited by Colin Thubron and Artemis Cooper and, although the third volume is not quite as brilliant as the first two, it is extremely well done and eminently readable. It beautifully completes this remarkable saga.Undertaking this journey today would be most unwise. To do it in 1933 at the age of 18 seems positively insane. What Fermor saw is now a completely vanished world, of course. Imagine walking across Europe at that young age and in that time, walking across Germany just as the Nazi terror was coming to power, strolling observantly through a wonderful world that was about to vanish forever, in flame and death. The elderly author sees sensitively through the eyes of the young traveler, and the reader is keenly aware of having the benefit of both perspectives. The young Fermor observes the charming folk traditions of the gypsies of Bulgaria, and the reader knows they will all surely be liquidated in the coming fascist occupation. There is a bitterly poignant air that hangs over this trilogy -- of aching beauty, doom and death, love and loss, an irrepressible zest for living overshadowed by the reader’s knowledge of what was about to befall these beautiful countries and these lovely people.I am enchanted by the reveries he invokes and how in these books you can hear both voices, see both points of view, read the one writer enthusing about a wonderful experience while understanding it is being told by another writer who knows all of that world vanished forever in an evil conflagration. So you get both points of view, one feelingly perceived by an adventurous boy and the other well crafted by a gifted older man, both writing about a beautiful and bucolic world the boy perceived and from the perspective of the older man who knew it was a doomed world. Enthralling. *A Time of Gifts* is an extended love letter to Western culture—but don’t let that deter you from picking it up. In 1933 Patrick Leigh Fermor, a British nineteen-year-old dropout struck with wanderlust, took it into his head to walk across Europe from the Netherlands to Constantinople/Istanbul. In 1977 he took his memories and journals from this adventure and produced a remarkable three-volume memoir of his travels, of which *A Time of Gifts* is the first volume.Fermor sleeps in barns and hostels and castles, depending on the chance of the day, and describes everything he encounters, from boatmen to barons, barnyards to the most exalted examples of European architecture and art. He has a voracious curiosity about whatever crosses his path, and this book made salutary reading for a person who has for the moment lost a sense of life’s wonder. Hitler has just come to power but Fermor does not overpower the narrative with political concerns or foreshadowing: the narrative remains resolutely in the present as he experienced it, without a lot of “if only I knew then what I know now.” As he moves eastward, he takes an ever greater interest in cultural artifacts, so a tale that begins heavily weighted toward encounters with people gradually takes on a more literary and art-critical flavor.The writing is nearly always gorgeous, full of rich, finely observed detail and original imagery. I tend to love writerly prose, and many of the passages were for me like taking a long scented bath in words. One example:“‘In cold weather like this,’ said the innkeeper of aGastwirtschaft further down, ‘I recommend Himbeergeist.’I obeyed and it was a lightning conversion. Spirit ofraspberries, or their ghost—this crystalline distillation,twinkling and ice-cold in its misty goblet, looked as thoughit were homeopathically in league with the weather.Sipped or swallowed, it went shuddering through its newhome and branched out in patterns—or so it seemed aftera second glass—like the ice-ferns that covered the windowpanes, but radiating warmth and happiness instead of cold,and carrying a ghostly message of comfort to the uttermostfimbria.”Okay, another, as he climbs a hill along the Danube:“Increasing height laid bare new reaches of the riverlike an ever-lengthening chain of lakes, and for thoserare stretches where the valley ran east and west, thesunrise and sunset lay reflected and still and anillusion lifted each lake a step higher than its predecessoruntil they formed gleaming staircases climbing in eitherdirection; and at last the intervening headlands lost touchwith the other shore and the watery stairs, now far below,cohered in a single liquid serpent.”Each scene is described in all its particularity and no place he brings to life feels like any other place on earth. The same goes for the people, each encountered only briefly but all glowing as unique sparks. Among my greatest pleasures in the reading were his passing encounters and the characters so lovingly sketched.All this language (and his formidable vocabulary) requires an intensity of focus that demands slow reading; I could not manage more than thirty pages at once most of the time. Occasionally, it must be said, Fermor tips over the line into turgidity. Amid the Rhenish vineyards (perhaps after enjoying their harvest too freely) he writes, “Pruned to the bone, the dark vine-shoots stuck out of the snow in rows of skeleton fists which shrank to quincunxes of black commas along the snow-covered contour-lines of the vineyards as they climbed, until the steep waves of salients and re-entrants faltered at last and expired overhead among the wild bare rocks.” But over-the-top moments like that were few for me and massively outweighed by the beauty and insight.If you like travel narratives and don’t mind a spot of intellectual challenge in your reading, *A Time of Gifts* is a feast of delights. 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