'In Lydia Laube's latest volume, From Burma to Myanmar, the writer sets out on an entertaining weeks-long escapade through Burma, negotiating confusing train and bus schedules, chasing down nonexistent boat rides, and making deals with trishaw drivers. With Laube's endless recounting of how much every meal and hotel room cost her-"For thirty dollars I got a real hotel"-the oddities of her journey lose all their momentum, and so does her story (42).' (Publication abstract)