Phileas Fogg is a man of absolute routine, punctual, unflappable, and almost suspiciously precise. Then, one evening at the Reform Club, he bets his fortune that he can circle the globe in eighty days. By the following morning, he and his thoroughly astonished valet Passepartout are already on a train to Dover. What follows is a breathless race across continents — by train, steamship, elephant, and whatever else the world reluctantly offers up — against time, misfortune, and a Scotland Yard detective convinced Fogg is not quite who he claims to be.
The clock, as always, is ticking.