Etu knigu mozhno chitat' kak sbornik putevykh zametok, a mozhno - kak odnu bol'shuyu dorozhnuyu bayku, kotoraya rastyanulas' na mnogo stranits i slozhilas' v polnotsennyy roman. Eto roman o strane, kotoroy uzhe davno net na kartakh, no kotoraya ostalas' v opisyvaemykh gorodakh i vesyakh, a takzhe lyudyakh, zhivushchikh tam. A eshchye eto roman o cheloveke, kotoryy pytaetsya nayti etu nesushchestvuyushchuyu stranu v eye oblomkakh i v sebe samom, no vozmozhno li eto?