The 1st couple of hours were as painful as a root canal. Holly used 5 adjectives per sentence. She couldn’t describe a bus as yellow, in her writing it would have been a vibrant canary yellow that glistened like a candle flame. I kept hoping an anaconda would eat her, but I k we it wouldn’t happen as a) she lived to write it, and b) the anaconda would never be able to digest her thesaurus. Happy, as the book continues, she uses less, and the story gets better, so I didn’t delete the book before finishing. I’ve kayaked down the Madre de Dios. It’s changed since the 70’s with illegal gold mining and more settlements. Hearing her story, while painful to listen to, was incredible. Her experiences have earned her a 2nd star, bs the 1 star I would give for the inability to not use 5 adjectives/adverbs per noun/verb