This is the first book written by Isabel Huggan that I've read so I didn't know what to expect. She writes beautifully and poetically, which is what kept me from not finishing it, although I did come close a few times to giving up on this book.
Despite being a talented writer, I found her to be pretentious and ignorant while describing her conversations with others and her experiences living overseas. She came across as one of those self-entitled "your country is inferior to my country" well-off individuals. The Philippines were too hot, her French neighbour's outhouse was too unsightly, the delivery man who refused to risk his life in an ice storm to deliver her package was too wimpy, the snow in France was nothing compared to Canada but of course Canada is better than France so we don't allow our country to shut down, etc.
The second half the book is far superior in my opinion to the first half of the book. She became less egocentric and became more reflective while discussing her mother, her friendships and her place in the world.
The best came after her personal story ended and the short stories at the end the book began (I had no idea there would even be short stories included in the book!) I found the short stories much more enjoyable than the memoir. They actually reminded me of Margaret Atwood's style of writing, particularly the way she writes her short stories.
She won an award for her novel, "The Elizabeth Stories", which I'll definitely try to read when I get the chance. I'll also be looking for her second collection of short stories, "You Never Know".