The only thing I didn’t really like about Krista Schlyer’s memoir was the title, Almost Anywhere: Road Trip Ruminations on Love, Nature, National Parks, and Nonsense, because that makes it sound vague and light-hearted.
And it’s really not.
Although at times it is funny, that’s true (one reviewer called it a cross between Wild and Let’s Pretend This Never Happened). But Schlyer writes about her husband who (spoiler alert) died, so hers is a story about grief, too.
She writes so beautifully and specifically about her husband, her dog Maggie and the wonders of some of America’s amazing national parks that I can’t recommend this memoir highly enough. My sister gave it to me for Christmas. And it was a great gift.
Schlyer is writing about a nearly year-long journey living out of a station wagon and tent-camping at every national park, historic site, forest and wilderness she and her friend Bill could find.
Some readers may take issue with Schlyer’s fervent environmentalism (surely a pair of frugal vegetarians could find something to eat for dinner every night other than Lipton Noodles & Sauce and Pringles) or her alternative explanation for the Garden of Eden (and other religious concepts). Schlyer’s God is the great outdoors, and she writes about nature in a way that inspires a hike and a good look at the flowers (or cactus) blooming on your route.
She quite literally inspires me to see nature with different, more mindful eyes, and when a book can move one to action like that, it’s worth reading.