Annotation to the book “To the ends of the world with the first person you meet” All my life, since childhood, I dreamed of going to the ends of the world - to Portugal, but when there were only a few days left before the plan was realized, my boyfriend was stunned by the news: the trip was cancelled. I had two options: flush the money spent for booking accommodation and along with it my hopes down the toilet, or look for a fellow traveler with a car. I chose the second option, only she turned out to be a tall, narcissistic guy, and me and him in his Mini Cooper will have to drive about ten thousand kilometers along the roads of Europe.