There were moments when I really enjoyed this book - his ability to define relationships, the lengths to which they are stretched, the expectations, the missteps (oh, so many of them!), the hope, and how even a functional, happy marriage need not be a healthy one.
Then, there were moments when I wanted to throw the book across the room. Do I need to plough through so much about railroads or share transactions or medical breakthroughs? And then the Lithuanian detour! I obviously missed the point and the larger metaphor and a whole bunch of other things. Books like this leave me feeling so stupid.