Here ends the Journey to the West. After taking so long to read it I thought that I would never read those words.But … Here ends the Journey to the West. After taking so long to read it I thought that I would never read those words.But now that I finished it, I am starting to miss Monkey smugness, Pig idiocy and Xanzang naivety.And... Well Friar Sand carried the luggage.Journey to the West is something really unique, more than a novel is a collection of independent stories joined to make a cohesive and very long one.What surprises me the most is how can it be entertaining and fresh after many centuries, and how despite the four main characters having pretty much the same set of characteristics across all the novel it never feels dull.It is predictable at times, that is true enough; but just as we know that the pilgrims will reach their destination we also know that we are reading it for the Journey.And about the translation, at least the present one seems to translate thing literally at parts and leaving the chinese names at others, as the translator himself has said this one is more directed to being easily readable (but sometimes it gets wonky) than being accurate.And just a final piece of advice, do no try to read it all on a sit, that ended very badly for me.Now I feel a desire to visit India and grab some sutras.