I was very excited to get my hands on this book and begin reading as soon as possible. But I was disappointed when I finally did. A creature of habit, I can not leave a book unfinished so I had to read it until the very end. It reeks of Orientalism, and as the word depicts, fabricates a view of the Eastern world formed by the Western world that can be studied, depicted, and reproduced implying that Western society is developed, rational and superior.
It is a memoir by Elizabeth Gilbert describing her trip to Italy eating and enjoying life, to India in order to seek her spirituality, and to Bali, Indonesia looking for love and eventually succeeding. She takes the trip after separating from her husband and initiating divorce leaving an unsuccessful marriage behind.
Ironically, I liked the movie better (maybe as it has Julia Roberts :P). Sometimes, the story almost seems too good to be true.