After three years I finally finished 100 years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. It was one of those books that I picked up and put down many times. I have enjoyed several other books by Marquez, but I guess I kept getting confused by sooo many Buendias! It turns out that I just had to spend time in Colombia to finally understand it. Then a couple of weeks ago I booked my next trip to Bogota and picked it up again. Inspired, the final 200 pages flew by in blur! Now I feel a little sad that it is over. Truly great literature!