Who cares? This was more an account of David-Neel's own "courageous" accomplishment of being the first foreign woman in Lhasa than it was about Tibet. What we see of the country is a sad, unending parade of superstition and ignorant false religion which the author half-believes herself. Most of her adventures sounded like this, "I woke up and thought I saw the ghost of a lama standing there warning me of tomorrow's hardships, but then I saw it was just a bush." Or, "We were concerned that the officials wouldn't let us past the customs post and tried to think of another way we could proceed, but they paid no attention to us." In other words, except for one bit where they were caught in a snow storm without food, nothing much happened that made for interesting reading.