Love and War in the Apennines - Eric Newby

We were captured off the east coast of Sicily on the morning of the twelth of August, 1942, about four miles out in the Bay of Catania. It was a beautiful morning. As the sun rose I could see Etna, a truncated cone with a plume of smoke over it like the quill of a pen stuck in a pewter inkpot, rising out of the haze to the north of where I was treading water.


A remarkable story of the author's capture and escape during WWII.  His adventures around Italy, evading both the Nazi's and the Italian fascists, is a tale of adventure and the humanity of the Italian people who assisted him.