'Somewhere during my ten days in Paris I received an illumination of some kind that seems to've changed me again . . .: in effect, "a satori": the Japanese word for "sudden illumination", "sudden awakening", or simply "kick in the eye".'
This autobiographical novel is an explosive and head-spinning odyssey of discovery. It is also an insight into Kerouac's introduction to the eastern mysticism that was to become a lifelong love affair, an introduction that truly made this trip a satori in Paris.
