Reading Marion Bloem: 1989

This book has been around long enough that it's a time capsule.  What jumps out at me is that the world was smaller and more comfortable in those days.  People could flit across continents and oceans.  It was fast and often cheap.  The main character bounces between the Netherlands and Indonesia without saying much about the process.  Such a book written today would include a familiar litany of justified complaints.  It is hard to recall those days and realize that we have gone backward since then.