Roads to Berlin maps the changing landscape of Germany, from the period before the fall of the Wall to the present. Written and updated over the course of several decades, an eyewitness account of the pivotal events of 1989 gives way to a perceptive appreciation of its difficult passage to reunification.
Nooteboom's writings on politics, people, architecture and culture are as digressive as they are eloquent; his innate curiosity takes him through the landscapes of Heine and Goethe, steeped in Romanticism and mythology, and to Germany's baroque cities. With an outsider's objectivity he has crafted an intimate portrait of the country to its present day.
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About the Author
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Cees Nooteboom was born in The Hague in 1933, and now lives in Amsterdam and on the island of Minorca. He is a poet, a novelist, and a travel writer whose books include Rituals (1983), The Following Story (1994), Roads to Santiago (1997) and All Souls' Day (2001) and The Foxes Come at Night (2011).
ABOUT THE TRANSLATOR
Laura Watkinson translates from Dutch, Italian and German. She lives in Amsterdam and in 2008 founded the Dutch chapter of the Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators.
Table of Contents
List of Illustrations ix
Part I 1
Prologue: Crossing the Border 3
Intermezzo in the Third Person: Vestigia pedis 123
Second Intermezzo: Ancient Times 141
Part II 257
Berlin Suite 259
Dead Aeroplanes and Eagles Everywhere 273
Village within the Wall 285
Rheinsberg: An Intermezzo 289
Return to Berlin 301
Part III 323
Part IV 381
A Visit to the Chancellor 383
Glossary including biographical and other explanatory notes 403
Afterword to Part I 417
Notes on this Edition 419
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
O.O Luna!!!! Poor Neon Boom! Will she die?
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