Reviewed by Alisha Churbe

Wanderlust is a memoir of Elisabeth Eaves who “traveled for love, and loved to travel, making it hard to disentangle the two.” Eaves truthfully tells her story which makes her seem at times irresponsible, desperate and emotional. She doesn’t employ rose colored glasses for her story, she exposes her flaws and bad decisions, no matter how misguided they may have been.

The memoir begins with Eaves as a teenager and chronicles her travels to the point where at 34, she “realized I wanted to go home, only to discover I had no idea where that was.” The story follows Eaves to destinations on five continents and countless relationships with random, sometimes exotic and very understanding men. As Eaves confesses in the beginning, the travel and the love are very much intertwined to a point where the story lacks description of the places she visits. Eaves provides a lot of description of her emotions and a fair amount about most of the men. She tells a story of two different desires: love and the unknown.

Eaves seems to dodge responsibility at every turn, but she will surprise you with some of the things she is willing to do to sustain her desires and feed her wanderlust. She has moments of extreme confidence, interspersed with complete vulnerability. Her emotions run as different as the continents she visits.

Wanderlust is a decent, quick read if you go in with the right expectations. Eaves’ memoir is not a travel log of all the places she’s been, but rather a recollection of all the emotions she experienced while traveling, due mainly to her relationships with men, and only sometimes to her interactions with different cultures.

Rating: 3.5/5

Part-time fiction writer, Alisha Churbe lives in Portland, Oregon. In the rare instances when you can pry her away from books, Alisha can be found travelling in foreign countries, cooking, or hiking with her husband Michael and dog Euro.

Review copy was provided free of any obligation by Seal Press. No monetary or any other form of compensation was received.