Exoticising in “Eat, Pray, Love”

For all of the shit that we have given Elizabeth Gilbert and her book Eat, Pray, Love, she did have the pluck to up and leave her life and rediscover herself, and I admire her for doing such a courageous thing with her life when she could have trudged on miserably. That takes guts. She also let herself learn from those whom she met abroad. But one of her faults as a writer and a student is that she exoticizes her friends