A review on Amazon says it best: "this memoir was a strange and wonderful surprise: English college kid sneaks into wartime (1914) Berlin as a journalist on a dare, gets in way over his head, is thrown into a prison camp, and then escapes with a fellow inmate in broad daylight to run, hide, and bluff their way across Germany to freedom. It's a really engrossing, old fashioned page turner. It's not a war book at all, more like a weird survival odyssey with a total wiseass."
The best part is that it is true. A little slow at the beginning but even that part is interesting in how similar prison camp survivors descriptions of food are: the slow, contemplative chewing of each piece: trying to see how many times you can chew a morsel of bread...
