Some travel books are all map and no pulse. The Gulf of Lions sounds like it might have both.
What I want from a book like this is not just scenery. I want salt, friction, local detail, and the slightly destabilizing feeling that a place can change the rhythm of your thoughts.
When a travel-centered book gets that right, it follows me around for days. This one sounds like it has that kind of aftertaste.
Get your copy: The Gulf of Lions feels like the kind of book that makes me want to pack a bag on Amazon