This is a really great memoire-anthology on Saint-Exupery's experiences as a pilot. They aren't plain experiences either; he flew through a storm over the Andes, and nearly died of starvation after crashing his plane into the Sahara Desert. Not only that, but he spices up his memories with a lot of reflective thoughts on the condition of man, which are often poetically pleasing. These are all things I enjoy when reading, and in addition to my interest in flying it seemed the perfect combination of style, atmosphere, and subject matter. I'm glad I chose to read it on my flight to Europe; it's the perfect book to read on a plane.
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