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    The Old Patagonian Express
    The Old Patagonian Express
    The Old Patagonian Express
    Audiobook16 hours

    The Old Patagonian Express

    Written by Paul Theroux

    Narrated by Norman Dietz

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    About this audiobook

    The Old Patagonian Express tells of Paul Theroux's train journey down the length of North and South America. Beginning on Boston's subway, he depicts a voyage from ice-bound Massachusetts to the arid plateau of Argentina's most southerly tip. Shivering and sweating by turns as the temperature and altitude rise and plummet, he describes the people he encountered – the tedious Mr Thornberry in Limón and reading to the legendary blind writer, Jorge Luis Borges, in Buenos Aires.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherW. F. Howes Ltd
    Release dateAug 10, 2017
    ISBN9781510009400
    The Old Patagonian Express
    Author

    Paul Theroux

    PAUL THEROUX is the author of many highly acclaimed books. His novels include The Bad Angel Brothers, The Lower River, Jungle Lovers, and The Mosquito Coast, and his renowned travel books include Ghost Train to the Eastern Star and Dark Star Safari. He lives in Hawaii and on Cape Cod.

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    • 1/5
      Appalling sound quality. Unbearable and unlistenable. Please remove this recording.

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    • 5/5
      A classic slow train travelogue that follows Theroux through the Americas.