This book caught me with its catchy title and the promise of funny tales of mishaps women experienced while traveling, so I overlooked the pink cover and bought it. After all, I love to travel, and having no plans to do so soon, I might as well live vicariously. And what better than a few stories of roaming gone awry to make me better appreciate my couch, right?
This wasn’t the hilarious escapade I had hoped it would be. Only a handful of the stories made me laugh out loud (which is not very hard to do). I appreciate what they were trying to do here, and if I saw a sequel, I’d give it a chance. Cute, if a little kitschy, and probably only half as amusing to a male reader. Three stars. (Four if they let me ride the fish thing on the cover.)