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The Geography of Bliss: One Grump's Search for the Happiest Places in the Worldby Eric Weiner
Eric Weiner takes an entertaining romp around the world in search of geographical happiness, and I was willingly taken along for the ride. His self-professed Eeyore-centric take on the world and his grumpy wit made his discourse all the more fun. Highly recommended.
"From the Persian Gulf to the Arctic Circle, Weiner discovers that happiness blooms where we least expect it. Who knew that the long, dark Icelandic winter gives rise to a magical, communal culture that has done away with envy and sobriety? Or that the Thais so prize "fun" that their government has created a Gross Domestic Happiness Index...? Or that Moldovans are miserable...? Or that the wealthy citizens of Qatar lead pampered, joyless lives..." Daniel Gilbert, Washington Post Book World (read the entire Washington Post Book World review)
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Part foreign affairs discourse, part humor, and part twisted self-help guide, The Geography of Bliss takes the reader from America to Iceland to India in search of happiness, or, in the crabby author's case, moments of "un-unhappiness." The book uses a beguiling mixture of travel, psychology, science and humor to investigate not what happiness is, but where it is.
"Fortified with Eeyoreish fatalism — 'I'm already unhappy. I have nothing to lose' — Weiner set out on a yearlong quest to find the world's 'unheralded happy places.' Having worked for years as an NPR foreign correspondent, he'd gone to many obscure spots, but usually to report bad news or terrible tragedies. Now he'd travel to countries like Iceland, Bhutan, Qatar, Holland, Switzerland, Thailand and India to try to figure out why residents tell 'positive psychology' researchers that they're actually quite happy. At his first stop, Rotterdam's World Database of Happiness, Weiner is confronted with a few inconvenient truths. Contrary to expectations, neither greater social equality nor greater cultural diversity is associated with greater happiness. Iceland and Denmark are very homogeneous, but very happy; Qatar is extremely wealthy, but Weiner, at least, found it rather depressing. He wasn't too fond of the Swiss, either, uncomfortable with their 'quiet satisfaction, tinged with just a trace of smugness.' In the end, he realized happiness isn't about economics or geography. Maybe it's not even personal so much as 'relational.' In the end, Weiner's travel tales — eating rotten shark meat in Iceland, smoking hashish in Rotterdam, trying to meditate at an Indian ashram — provide great happiness for his readers." Publishers Weekly (Starred Review) (Copyright Reed Business Information, Inc.)
"In the last two decades, psychologists and economists have learned a lot about happiness, including who's happy and who isn't. The Dutch are, the Romanians aren't, and Americans are somewhere in between. Eric Weiner — a peripatetic journalist and self-proclaimed grump — wanted to know why. So with science as his compass, he spent a year visiting the world's most and least happy places, and the result... Washington Post Book Review (read the entire Washington Post review) is a charming, funny and illuminating travelogue called 'The Geography of Bliss.' From the Persian Gulf to the Arctic Circle, Weiner discovers that happiness blooms where we least expect it. Who knew that the long, dark Icelandic winter gives rise to a magical, communal culture that has done away with envy and sobriety? Or that the Thais so prize 'fun' that their government has created a Gross Domestic Happiness Index to ensure they get enough of it? Or that Moldovans are miserable because they 'derive more pleasure from their neighbor's failure than their own success'? Or that the wealthy citizens of Qatar lead pampered, joyless lives in a 'gilded sandbox' while the poor citizens of Bhutan are cheerfully obsessed with archery tournaments, penis statues and feeding marijuana to their fat (and presumably happy) pigs? But Weiner does more than report on the lifestyles of the delighted and despondent. He participates — meditating in Bangalore, visiting strip clubs in Bangkok and drinking himself into a stupor in Reykjavik. These cultural forays are entertaining, but the real focus of his story is on the people he meets in cafes and on buses, the people who rent him rooms and give him directions, the people whose conversations, confessions and silences reveal the deep truths about their lands and lives. Weiner asks an Icelander whether he believes in elves, and the man replies, 'I don't know if I believe in them, but other people do and my life is richer for it,' leading Weiner to conclude that Icelanders 'occupy the space that exists between not believing and not not believing. It is valuable real estate.' He meets a widower in Slough — a small town outside London with little to recommend it — who explains that he's thought about moving away but that in the end 'you come home because this is where you live.' Weiner realizes that when our relationships end, 'the place is all that remains, and to leave would feel like a betrayal. ... He doesn't love Slough, but he loved his wife, loved her here, in this much-maligned Berkshire town, so here he stays.' Memory, like bliss, seems to have its own address. Weiner has studied the scientific literature on happiness, too, and weaves it into his narrative, which he leavens with a steady stream of clever quips. We learn that 'Bhutan has made tremendous strides in the kind of metrics that people who use words like metrics get excited about' and that 'hairpin turns, precipitous drop-offs (no guardrails), and a driver who firmly believes in reincarnation make for a nerve-racking experience.' Weiner, a correspondent for National Public Radio, is an American who unapologetically indulges his ethnic stereotypes ('Watching Brits shed their inhibitions is like watching elephants mate. You know it happens, it must, but it's noisy, awkward as hell and you can't help but wonder: Is this something I really need to see?'), but if you want to wag a politically correct finger in his direction, you'll have to stop laughing first. Weiner's book is so good that its occasional flaws stand out in sharp relief. He is smart and funny but doesn't always trust his readers to know that, which leads him to step on his punch lines and belabor his conclusions. Sometimes, he settles for cliches ('Happiness is a choice') and platitudes ('Some things are beyond measuring') instead of reaching for richer and subtler insights. And while he expertly brings us into the lives of every stranger on a train, he plays his own cards close to the chest. He tells us a lot about his obsession with satchels, for instance, but only in passing does he mention that he's a father. After traveling so long and so far together, we should know him better than that. One of the ineluctable laws of travel is that most companions are beguiling at the beginning and annoying by the end. Weiner's company wears surprisingly well. It takes a chapter or two to decide you like him, and another to realize that you like him a lot, but by the time the trip is over, you find yourself hoping that you'll hit the road together again someday. 'The Geography of Bliss' is a journey too good to be rare. Daniel Gilbert is a professor of psychology at Harvard University and the author of 'Stumbling on Happiness.'" Reviewed by Daniel Gilbert, Washington Post Book World (Copyright 2006 Washington Post Book World Service/Washington Post Writers Group)
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"Part travelogue, part personal-discovery memoir and all sustained delight, this wise, witty ramble reads like Paul Theroux channeling David Sedaris on a particularly good day...Fresh and beguiling." Kirkus Reviews
"Weiner's travel tales — eating rotten shark meat in Iceland, smoking hashish in Rotterdam, trying to meditate at an Indian ashram — provide great happiness for his readers." School Library Journal
"Laugh. Think. Repeat. Repeatedly. If someone told me this book was this good, I wouldn't have believed them."
--Po Bronson, author of What Should I Do With My Life?
"Think Don Quixote with a dark sense of humor and a taste for hashish and you begin to grasp Eric Weiner, the modern knight-errant of this mad, sad, wise, and witty quest across four continents. I won't spoil the fun by telling if his mission succeeds, except to say that happiness is reading a book as entertaining as this."
--Tony Horwitz, author of Confederates in the Attic
Part foreign affairs discourse, part humor, and part twisted self-help guide, The Geography of Bliss takes the listener from America to Iceland to India in search of happiness, or, in the crabby author's case, moments of "un-unhappiness." The book uses a beguiling mixture of travel, psychology, science and humor to investigate not what happiness is, but where it is. Are people in Switzerland happier because it is the most democratic country in the world? Do citizens of Qatar, awash in petrodollars, find joy in all that cash? Is the King of Bhutan a visionary for his initiative to calculate Gross National Happiness? Why is Asheville, North Carolina so damn happy? With engaging wit and surprising insights, Eric Weiner answers those questions and many others, offering travelers of all moods some interesting new ideas for sunnier destinations and dispositions.
About the Author
Eric Weiner, an award-winning foreign correspondent for NPR and a former reporter for the New York Times, has written stories from more than three dozen countries, including Iraq, Afghanistan, and Indonesia. His commentary has appeared in The New Republic, The International Herald Tribune, and The Los Angeles Times, and he writes the popular "How They Do It" column for Slate. He has lived in New Delhi, Jerusalem and Tokyo.
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