In the interest of full disclosure, I am acquainted with the author, so my impetus to read this was curiosity to see what she could produce. I approached the book with some trepidation, as I wasn't that impressed with the promotional blurb that I saw. I hope Dahab didn't write it. It seemed rather sensational and trashy.
However, within a minute of starting to read the book proper, I was impressed and gripped. It really is one those reads that you can't put down. Dahab certainly has a faculty with prose and the ability to spin a good tale. There was some eye opening stuff for me, someone who has more miles on the clock than the author. If you aren't prepared for some funkily provocative stuff sexually, you may want to avoid this one. It is a fascinating story, just on the edge of unbelievable that someone could go through the events contained therein. The only time my credulity was strained was an episode set in the middle of the book, which just didn't seem to make sense legally, but I'm no expert in the law, so I could be wrong.
I had a couple of quibbles with some background facts presented. 1. It doesn't take three hours to drive from NYC to New Canaan, and 2. there is no road between Melbourne and Sydney called the Coastal Highway. There may be other errors but I am not an expert on everything, just most things. The fun for Dahab would be doing some research for her next book by maybe going to more of the places mentioned and making sure all those facts are right, instead of checking things from an armchair like me on Google. Overall, a good installment in the shopping / effing / and traveling genre. Given the plot of this book, the challenge of a follow up may be difficult, but Dahab has the raw tools of a good and compelling novelist at hand.