There is nothing here that's remotely interesting beyond the travelogue of Australia. The author calls it a romantic comedy; for the life of me I could not find a single thing that was funny - only boring. The book seems like an attempt to preach some sort of message about love and relationships, but the the characters come across as two-dimensional, too serious, too predictable, too stilted, too artificial, too asexual, too pure. Honestly, if I ever met somebody like Drew I'd get as far away from him as fast as possible. He'd bore me to tears. She probably would too.
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