That Bear Ate My Pants: A Comedy Memoir... with Teeth and Claws!
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That Bear Ate My Pants: A Comedy Memoir... with Teeth and Claws!
**THE AMAZON #1 MEMOIR, #1 HUMOUR AND #1 TRAVEL BESTSELLER**
"...I laughed so hard I was screaming..." "...move over Bill Bryson, there's a new talent on the block..." "...Warning, do not read this book in a public place!" "...haven't read something this funny since The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy!" "...witty, delightful, heart-rending, and just all-round enjoyable in every respect." "...how Tony made it through this adventure alive is a miracle..." "...touching, tender, always funny, I laughed out loud, almost peed myself, and cried..." "...I've recommended it to everyone I know. Now I'm recommending it to people I don't know!" "...when I finished the book I actually shed a few tears because I was so sorry the story had ended..."
'That Bear Ate My Pants!' The incredible TRUE story of one man's struggle to survive in an Ecuadorian animal refuge.
There comes a time in every man’s life when he says to himself, "Holy crap! I’m about to be eaten by a bear!"
Tony James Slater went to Ecuador, determined to become a man. It never occurred to him that 'or die trying' might be an option...
The trouble with volunteering in a South American animal refuge is that everything wants a piece of you. And the trouble with being Tony, is that most of them got one.
Just how do you 'look after' something that’s trying it’s damnedest to kill you and eat you? And how do you find love when you a) don’t speak the language, and b) are constantly covered in excrement and entrails?
If only he’d had some relevant experience. Other than owning a pet rabbit when he was nine. And if only he’d bought some travel insurance...
'That Bear Ate My Pants!' is the hilarious tale of one man’s quest to better himself. Whether losing a machete fight with a tree, picking dead tarantulas out of a tank of live ones or sewing the head back on to a partially decapitated crocodile, Tony’s misadventures are ridiculous, unbelievable and always entertaining.
Long before Karl Pilkington got involved, there were already plenty of Idiots Abroad. This is the story of one of them...
Interview With The Author
Q. What inspired you to write 'That Bear Ate My Pants'? A. My adventures in Ecuador, volunteering in the animal refuge, were so crazy that I just had to write about them. I'd already told everyone I know - I'm not sure most of them believed me - so it seemed like the best thing to do. I wanted to inspire people to travel - to take that scary, sometimes terrifying first step into the unknown. And I wanted to show people that volunteering in exotic places can not only be an incredible adventure, it can also help give something back to the world. In my case, this turned out to be mostly blood…
Q. What order should your books be read in? A. There are five books in the series now, but I've written them so that each one can be read as a stand-alone. Of course, if you want to appreciate the whole story as it unfolds, it's best to read them in the order they were published: 1) That Bear Ate My Pants! 2) Don't Need The Whole Dog! 3) Kamikaze Kangaroos! 4) Can I Kiss Her Yet? 5) Shave My Spider!
Q. You've been compared to Bill Bryson, Gerard Durrell, James Herriot and many others. What makes your books different? A. I'm a massive fan of Bill Bryson, so I always take that as a huge compliment! My books are different for several reasons: firstly, and perhaps most importantly, Mr. Bryson is an incredibly witty and talented writer, and a world traveller of immense stature and experience. Whereas I'm an idiot. Naturally clumsy, incapable of saying the right thing, and unable to resist pushing buttons labelled 'Do Not Push'. I generally blunder my way around the world, surviving by pure chance, and one day my tombstone will be carved with the phrase, "Hey, this sounds like a great idea!" Oh - I also swear quite a bit. Because I'm English... and because I get hurt a lot.