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CROSSING PATHS

WITH GIANTS

OF HISTORY

PATRICK RICHARDSON

TRAVELS ACROSS TIME

from Captain Cook to
Schopenhauer and
Oppenheimer

Crossing Paths with Giants of History

Intrigued by the 320 Gedenktafeln which litter the historic Old Town of Göttingen, author and explorer Patrick Richardson discovers during his visits to his father-in-law in this fascinating small German town that seventeen of these commemorative plaques are to world-famous people with whom he has links, however indirect. These include Coleridge, Schopenhauer and Oppenheimer, amongst other literary, political, and scientific giants.

In this highly unusual book, which combines memoir, travelogue and biography, he narrates how these plaques trigger long-forgotten memories about how his path crossed theirs often during his journeys in South America, Central Africa, Central Asia, and the South Pacific. At the same time, he sheds light on their little-known, often enthralling, time in Göttingen, where all but two of them were educated at its extraordinary Georg-August-Universität (associated with over forty Nobel laureates).

Travels across Time

In addition, he skilfully weaves into the narrative how, during his explorations of remote cultures, his path intersected with four iconic European explorers: on the mythical Silk Road in China; in fabled Yemen; in legendary Timbuktu; and in the long-vanished Tibetan kingdom of Guge.

The Silk Road, China
Kingdom of Guge, Tibet
Shibam, Yemen
Mud Temple, Mali

Reviews

A personal odyssey through a richly disparate yet surprisingly interconnected world,
Thanks for an amazing experience!

CHRISTOPHER BROOKMYRE

We, the readers, peek over his shoulder into the dizzying multiplicity of our planet.

ANDREW GREIG

A rich rendering of life lived to the full, and tells the tale
of his travels, inner and outer

ALAN SPENCE
Students commemorating the centenary of the founding of Georg-August-Universität, Göttingen 1837

Extracts from Crossing Paths with Giants of History

Coleridge

‘Here they rented rooms in Burgstrasse 22, a run-down quarter of town. Coleridge, oblivious of its notoriety, wrote to his wife Sara that ‘we took four very neat Rooms, at the rate of 25 Shillings a month, the Landlord to find us Plates, Knives and Forks and our Tea Things . . . and to our boarding expenses you must add bread, butter, wood, tea, and washing, and a trifle for the maid.’ Yet just a few weeks after that, he recorded in his notebook that the house was ‘a damn’d dirty hole in the Burg Strasse’, and he moved to Weender Strasse.

From day one, Coleridge didn’t take to Göttingen, which he described as ‘most emphatically an Ugly town, in a plain surrounded by naked Hills’. Suffering, as usual, from anxiety and depression, and still taking laudanum, he complained bitterly about the unrelenting, freezing winter. Nor did he have a high opinion of the Germans. In another letter to his wife, he declared: ‘To my mind, they are an unlovely Race. Every human Being from the highest to the lowest is in a conspiracy against you, and cheating in business is a national crime.’

Borges

“I set off to buy a ticket. The Auditorio del Ministerio de Seguridad Social was at the head of a street lined with espaliered orange trees. But when I entered the building, there was no one in the ticket office, so I pushed open the door of the Auditorio itself. At the foot of an empty, darkened, steeply banked lecture hall, a man in a stone-coloured suit was helping a blind, senescent-looking man with a stick up to a floodlit stage. A thrill coursed through me: I would have recognised that pallid complexion anywhere: it was Borges himself.

Before I could stop myself – the image is still seared in my memory – I was stepping across tangled microphone cables and mounting steps to the stage.

‘Hello, Señor Borges!’ I began in English. There was a momentary silence until the hint of a smile flickered over his face, and his eyeballs gazed vacantly into space.

‘That wouldn’t be an Englishman speaking, would it?’ he enquired.

‘Not really, I replied, ‘I…’”

Oppenheimer

‘Oppenheimer also flourished academically in the university’s Department of Theoretical Physics, where he was regarded as a brilliant – if arrogant – PhD student. He published more than a dozen articles, and made scores of vital contributions to the newly developed theory of quantum mechanics. At the same time, he contradicted anyone and everyone in the seminars, where he was notorious for marching up to the blackboard to correct someone’s error, before he scrawled a corrected proof.

This so irked some students that they presented Born with a petition threatening to boycott his class unless he made Oppenheimer moderate his conduct. Even though Born, who won the Nobel Prize for Physics in 1952, was one of the world’s most celebrated theoretical physicists, he was a self-deprecating man who also felt intimidated by Oppenheimer. So, rather than confront him directly, Born left a note on his desk for Oppenheimer to find: Oppenheimer read it, did as the students requested, and nobody complained again.’

About the Author

Patrick Richardson was born in Sussex and raised in Edinburgh, where he went to university. He lived in Amsterdam for eleven years before he returned to Scotland. He has been exploring remote corners of the world for several decades, and writing travel articles about these for the past thirty. He has written for The Guardian, The IndependentThe Sunday Telegraph and The Sunday Times. In 2008 he published REPORTS FROM BEYOND, a collection of his travel writing. In 2014 this was followed by his memoir IN SEARCH OF LANDFALL which, loosely structured on HOMER’S ODYSSEY, is an almost mythical meditation on childhood, the loss of innocence, love and the passing of time. He has appeared on BBC Radio 4 and read (twice) at the Edinburgh International Book Festival and many others, as well as the Royal Scottish Academy, the Royal Scottish Geographical Society and the National Gallery of Scotland.

Then, in 2024, he published CROSSING PATHS WITH GIANTS OF HISTORY, an account of how, over thirty years, he discovers while visiting his father-in-law in Göttingen that he has links — however indirect — with seventeen iconic archaeologists, explorers, literary giants, mathematicians, philosophers, statesmen, and quantum physicists.

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