The Land of Debris and the Home of Alfredo

I belly-laughed my way through this witty 'travelogue' as the protagonist (who can't remember anything about himself, including his name, and has no form of identification on himself) romps his way through America and Mexico, taking on personalities based on the reactions of people that he meets. His fresh-eyed descriptions of even the simplest things -- such as taking a shower or watching a lizard dart out of its cactus home -- add to the charm of this narrative.