Waugh and the Winter Break

One of the bloggers on the New Criterion magazine became so depressed by the New York weather he looked for books describing adventures in warmer climes:

With that in mind, I’ve been reading Evelyn Waugh’s riotous A Tourist in Africa, which details a late-1950s jaunt down and around the African continent. On the first page, Waugh “declare[s] smugly that I am at the time of my life when I have to winter abroad, but in truth I reached that age thirty years ago.” As a man of similar age to the young-fogey Waugh, I can’t help but agree.

Thanks to David Lull for this reference to what must be one of Waugh’s least read and seldom cited works.

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