From the author of NOTHING TO DECLARE, a moving travel narrative examining healing, redemption and what it means to be a solo woman on the road.

In February 2008, a casual afternoon of ice skating derailed the trip of a lifetime. Mary Morris was on the verge of a well-earned sabbatical, but instead she endured three months in a wheelchair, two surgeries and extensive rehabilitation. One morning, when she was supposed to be in Morocco, Morris was lying on the sofa reading DEATH IN VENICE, casting her eyes over these words again and again: “He would go on a journey. Not far. Not all the way to the tigers.” Disaster shifted to possibility, and Morris made a decision. When she was well enough to walk again, she would go “all the way to the tigers.” 
 
So begins a three-year odyssey that takes Morris to India on a tiger safari in search of the world’s most elusive apex predator. Written in over a hundred short chapters accompanied by the author’s photographs, this travel memoir offers an elegiac, wry and wise look at a woman on the road and the glorious, elusive creature she seeks.