About the book: 1962 / The life of a traveler is not easy, but how pleasant it is to lie on your back, hear the hasty talking of river streams and realize that you are your own master. Right above you is a bottomless sky, so spacious and clear that it seems to ring, like a shell ringing when held to your ear. Travelers differ from other people in that they discover new lands. Besides, they are always hungry. They eat a lot. Here the ear smells like smoke, and the smoke smells like ear! A leaky tent with a spiky pine floor is your home. So let it rain so that you can climb inside and, listening to the drops drumming on the canvas, enjoy the fact that there is a roof over your head: this is not at all the kind of rain that spreads dirt on the streets. And the water from the river, in which greenish specks of dust float - you drink handfuls of it - is not water from the tap. And boiled onions in soup are not the same onions! Dreamers and romantics are the heroes of this book, they love travel, discoveries, they know how to not only dream, but also fight.