Still processing this book. It's not what I expected from Ishiguro, and I haven't read any of the press/reviews. 
 It's a sweeping tale about quests, love, memory, and difficult journeys. The more I read, the more I got to love the characters... not in a "love" love way, but to the extent that they were interesting and deep and at often at odds with others and themselves. While reading, I compared the story to the creation myth, or the Mosaic desert wandering, but it's really it's own tale.