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Book Review: The Lost Girls: Three Friends. Four Continents. One Unconventional Detour Around the World

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I was surprised to find that my latest travel book find, The Lost Girls: Three Friends. Four Continents. One Unconventional Detour Around the World by Jennifer Baggett, Holly C. Corbett, and Amanda Pressner, was a withdrawn book from the Rockford Public Library. This was a huge mistake on the part of the librarian/staff who had obviously not read the book. It's over 538 pages, almost two inches thick, intimidating considering we live in the age of social media distraction. I had recently bought five other travel books and kept this one at the bottom of the pile for its sheer size. I figured that if I could get through a book this thick I can get through anything, maybe even get around to reading the Bible one day. Little did I know, I inadvertently saved the best for last.


The Lost Girls is about three late 20 something New Yorkers who set off on an adventure to travel the world together for one year. From page one I was hooked. I was grateful the book started with the details of how the trip came to be from its early wishful thinking to all the details that went into the planning and how they took advantage of their individual talents to divide tasks and get things done. What really worked in this book is that the chapters alternated being told from the perspective of the three authors. The girls shared their individual and group inner and outer journeys as they traveled through India, Africa, New Zealand, Peru, among other places. It's a quick easy read that kept me glued the whole time. I feel like I am being a tease by not sharing more details about what the book is about but it really is a journey. I don't even know where to begin. It's a whole years worth of detailed travel experiences where they share with you vivid intimate details of what it's like to travel to all these different countries with three of your soon to be closest friends. 

I can't imagine why anyone would release this book from their shelves as I'm having a hard time releasing it to lend to my sisters to read (what if they don't give it back). I know they'll enjoy it as much as I did.



Where to get the book:
https://www.amazon.com/Lost-Girls-Friends-Continents-Unconventional/dp/0061689076/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1472368044&sr=8-2&keywords=the+lost+girls

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