I appreciated Villa's attitude towards travelling and life itself: travelling itself is already important, not so much the destination, and it's wonderful to just try lots of different things while trying to break free from the conventional society. However, the form wasn't appealing at all. Villa transcribed her thoughts from a dictation machine, so the entries are full of tiny unimportant details. I guess it shows realistically the sometimes monotonous environment of a cargo ship, but I was expecting a more descriptive approach to her journey. Villa also seemed quite often to be uninterested and glum, or complained about small things. The thought of an adventurous lady, who travelled around the world well into her seventies, is nice. In practice, though, the book was just too practical for my taste. Not enough descriptions of the actual places she visited.