A review by selaadin
The Snows of Kilimanjaro by Ernest Hemingway

2.0

This book only took so long to finish because, despite only being 140-ish pages, I had to really struggle through the last set of tales due to how unrelated and removed from the interests of chronicled human experience they are. I treated this mostly as a set of short stories and experiences, working a bit like Italo Calvino's Mr Palomar, except this also had some stories that fell outside that of the main character (if you could call him that), Nick. The descriptions of the scenery were beautiful written, as you would expect from Ernest Hemingway, but in general the stories themselves did not captivate me too much, aside from a couple of chapters.