A review by bog_elfin
The Lost Continent: Travels in Small Town America, by Bill Bryson

3.0

The style was a bit too snarky and negative for my taste, though funny at times. The thing that most struck me was how dated it is. The U.S.A. of Bryson's youth, that he recalls and searches for throughout the book, is more akin to what my grandparents experienced that what I did. It sounds nice, but the inherent superiority he assigns to the past is somewhat suspect. And even the "present" of the trip in the late '80s seems foreign in 2020. He seems to travel somewhat randomly, and I can't help but feel he could have been saved a good bit of consternation by a GPS.