Just picked up Bobo's in Paradise last night, and couldn't put it down. I pretty much read straight through it, seeing myself in the good things and the bad. Some parts were pretty embarassing ("travel snob? no way, it's just what I love to do"), others uplifting ("finally, a way to describe the dichotomy within myself").
It sure gives me a lot to think about. I'm currently going through what may be the most miserable two weeks of my life so far, and I think maybe the Bobo book shows me some insights into why. One quote particularly gets me: "The life of perpetual choice is the life of perpetual longing as you are prodded by the inextinguishable desire to try the next new thing". Boy, that sucks. Another quote: "The Bobos are enslaved by their insatiable desire for freedom and diversity". Ouch.