A road-trip novel that takes us on a journey of love and escape through the vast and magical landscape of Patagonia, where nothing and no-one are what they seem. Parker is an enigmatic lorry driver who spends his days travelling up and down the infinite roads of a mythical Patagonia: an empty yet wildly beautiful landscape where people are brought together and separated by the shifting, omnipresent wind. Patagonia is a land populated by legends, adventures, and exotic characters, including a journalist on the hunt for Nazi submarines, cannibalistic Trinitarians who have given up eating meat, and a pair of evangelical Bolivian twins who dutifully guard a ghost train. Happiest behind the wheel, or playing his saxophone, Parker crosses these strange plains to escape a mysterious past he left behind long ago. Parker finally finds a sense of direction when he meets Maytén, a strong and beautiful woman who works at a travelling fair. Soon, they are separated, but how will he find her in a land where directions change like the wind? Eduardo Varela creates and reinvents, out of an inhospitable territory where nothing grows, an oceanic and extraordinary landscape. Patagonia Route 203 is an ode to liberty, to movement and to the beauty of creation.

The Strange Case of the Missing Myelin is a scientific text. The volume of information and the rigor with which it is expounded are determinant. It is not journalistic narrative, yet it uses language honestly to allure and hold the interest of the reader. The author resorts to a wide range of tools. The enigmatic chapter headings urge the reader on to decipher their meaning. The short paragraphs prevent fatigue. The anecdote, the diaphanous wording so quick to offer an explanation when technical terms come up, the literary quotes and historical or mythological footnotes, all contribute to pleasure ful reading. And so the didactic intentions of the author are fulfilled. The analogy with the myth of Actaeon, King of Tebas, who was devoured by his hounds ate the wrathful orders of Diana, strikes me as beautifully appropriate. Were the dogs unable to recognize their master? Or was it because the goddess had covered him with a deerhide that the dogs misdirected their aggressivity? This is precisely the nature of the mystery to date that would explain the antigen-antibody interrelation and the lack of recognition of the bodys own myelinic antigens (Actaeon) by the misdirected immune system (the dogs). Never was there a more elegant literary portrait of the immunological conflict behind multiple sclerosis. Prof. Eduardo Varela de Seijas (extract from Prologue).