I figured since I was in Peru I should read a book by Peru´s nobel prizewinner and most famous author. Maertin can´t stand him and told me I would probably not enjoy his works either but I thought I should at least try.  Martin was right I couldn´t stand it. This book is somewhat autobiographical. It tells the story of his relationship with an aunt, not blood aunt, she was ther sister of his uncle´s wife. It was so arrogant, sexist and classist.  I acknowledge I am not Peruvian and there is a lot I don´t know about this country but I have spent almost three years here in the last ten years and there was nothing in his descriptions of Peru that rang particularly true for me.  I think this will be my first and last one of his books.