After piecing together a patchwork of time spanning about a year, I finally finished reading Cervantes’ masterpiece Don Quixote. I found it lively and quite entertaining, and wish I’d had time to read it all at a stretch.
The reason I found it entertaining was because I feel like the early part of my adulthood might have been taken right out of this book.
I haven’t forsworn books of chivalry quite yet, though.