Its been some time since I finished this book but couldn't find time to write about it earlier. This is another travelogue [and last one for the time being] in which the author has started his journey from Jerusalem and travelled all the way to Xanadu [summer palace of Kubla Khan] in Mongolia. He tried to follow the path taken by Marco Polo sometime in 1271. [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marco_polo]
I wasn't really glued to this book. Author has explained the architecture and various monuments en route in minute details. And my limited comprehension about architecture couldn't appreciate all these details. Another aspect of the book, was the history regarding various places as an when author traversed them. It seemed very sporadic to me with limited coherence. Many a times I had to reread sections of history or architecture to grasp even an iota bit of it.
Am sure this journey must have been really thrilling and one hell of an experience, but I didn't enjoy much reading about it.