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Ellis Hock never believed that he would return to Africa. He runs an old-fashioned menswear store in a small town in Massachusetts but still dreams of his Eden, the four years he spent in Malawi with the Peace Corps, cut short when he had to return to take over the family business. When his wife leaves him, and he is on his own, he realizes that there is one place for him to go: back to his village in Malawi, on the remote Lower River, where he can be happy again. Arriving at the dusty village, he finds it transformed: the school he built is a ruin, the church and clinic are gone, and poverty and apathy have set in among the people. They remember him--the White Man with no fear of snakes--and welcome him. But is his new life, his journey back, an escape or a trap?… (more)
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His wife has left him and his adult daughter wants nothing from him but his money.
He is adrift with only his dreams of the happiest time in his
Ellis thinks that going back to a happier time in his life will full fill a dream he once thought was lost along with a woman he left behind.
Once in Africa, he feels refreshed & invigerated with a new purpose in life, he will spend his hard earned money on school supplies, canned goods & clothing items for the poor, impoverished peoples of Africa and for the school he built so long ago and hopes is still there.
With no good information or real idea of what is actually happening in Africa and words of caution from the locals about life now on the lower river, he sets off.
When he arrives the place he once knew of course has changed and what happens next is a sad and telling account of one mans delusional venture to try and reclaim the past.
This is a wonderful, very scary and suspenseful tale of the world we live in now, full of fantastic descriptions of a modern Africa the good, the bad and of one lonely sad man.
a 5 star most excellent read for me!
However, Ellis’s selfishness did make me think a lot about Westerners coming to “help” people in third-world countries. What is the true motivation for helping? Is everyone helping out of the goodness of their hearts or because of the feelings of superiority one might get from helping? Are we giving them the help they need or the help WE THINK they need?
Even though I didn’t really enjoy reading this book, it did end up being a good book for discussion purposes and one that I thought about for a while after I finished it.
With Hock's return to Malawi, my interest dulled as Theroux's engaging storytelling briefly assumed the stiffness of a National Geographic know-it-all travelogue. Fortunately, once Hock reached his erstwhile home village of Malabo, ambiguity and chance took and kept the stage. Hock's complex, symbiotic relationships with the locals, his journey of doubt, purpose, and self-awareness, and plain old unexpected, exotic twists of plot earned back and kept my attention.
Why Hock stayed in Malabo for more than about three days, though, I couldn't fathom, because he seemed pretty miserable once the brief initial glow of his Hero's Welcome wore off; but his poor choice, however implausible, made for a far better story.
Overall, I thought The Lower River was a decently-written and worthwhile read .
The end saved the book. Good descriptive
But life there
Theroux has given a negative portrayal of such organizations in his travel books, and I'm sure he has a valid point.
When you finish this (a fair read, somewhat suspenseful as it draws to an end) you'll never weant to visit Malawi...