The first American edition of the famed author's episodic account of an 1840 journey through (mostly) Mediterranean lands. This is very much a storyteller's narrative; several stand-alone tales weave in (including at least one, ""My Boots,"" not published elsewhere), and the tone is impressionable, intensely personal--if not terribly reliable. (Andersen's depiction of Whirling Dervishes, for instance, demonstrates a total misunderstanding of this sect). Sail, wonderful images abound (on Liszt: ""He seemed to me a demon, nailed fast to the instrument. . .""; on the Mediterranean: ""The sea seemed to be only a blue veil, a starless heaven beneath us. . .""), and Andersen collectors as well as those interested in an innocently fresh take on last century's world will be pleased with this volume.