Who doesn’t love a great survivor tale? One of the best is the story of the 1972 plane crash in the Andes where 16 members of a Uruguayan rugby team survived in part by cannibalizing their friends and family. The original story was told by British author Piers Paul Read in his 1974 Alive: The Story of the Andes Survivors. I originally read that book as a high school assignment and I was riveted by what those 16 guys went through up on that godforsaken mountain.
Miracle in the Andes is told from the viewpoint of Nando Parrado, one of the survivors. Not a passive survivor either. Parrado, was one of the two survivors to walk for 11 days to get help that brought about the rescue after the accident. Miracle in the Andes is not a retelling of Alive, which was told through the eyes of an outsider; it is the first person account that makes this book so riveting. Alive was factual, and the author didn’t dwell on emotions, maybe because the story was largely being told by an outside party. Miracle in the Andes is more complete, with nitty-gritty details that were somewhat glossed over in Alive. Parrado writes about the decision to cannibalize, “We must believe it is only meat now.” On wondering, “How long could I stay sane, sitting alone in the fuselage at night, with only ghosts for company…” Of the frustration of finally seeing another human after walking 10 days out of the mountains and trying to convince the sheep herder that indeed, that he had “come from a plane that had fallen into the mountains.” Parrado also gives updates on the other 15 survivors, a kind of “where are they now” for those who read Alive decades ago and wondered how they fared. This is a well-told, inspirational telling of an incredible survival tale, gritty and emotional.