Definitely! I think that's the appeal of Bill Bryson's books in general. He has a self-deprecating sense of humor about his travels that makes it feel realistic while also being entertaining. You get the feel that if he can bumble through all these adventures and make it out the other side, then anyone can. I remember his description of the sport of cricket in his book about Australia, and I connected with that so deeply when I thought back to moving to the Dominican Republic to work for a baseball team with no prior knowledge of baseball beyond what I could pick up from The Sand Lot. But yeah, he goes out of his way to exaggerate the misunderstandings and mistakes in a really enjoyable way.
Self-deprecating is what I was going for in my most recent post about getting my bear bag stuck in a tree (illustrated in the diagram in OP), as well as my unwarranted fear of being alone at the shelter.
Come to think of it, my being a chicken is a recurring theme in my travel blog. (For someone who does "brave" things like outdoor adventure sports and extended solo travel, I am an utter pansy.)