I accompanied my wife on a 3 year posting at the Australian Kedutaan Besar (Embassy) in Jakarta which ended at about the time Grant Dooley's posting began. She was recalled to post for a few weeks in the aftermath of the bombing - a tough gig! She knew many of the 'A-based' staff who are mentioned in this book. I myself, as a trailing spouse trying to make the most of an opportunity to immerse myself in a new culture, was a bit leery of the 'embassy bubble' and of expats in general, especially the sort that made no effort to learn the language or acquaint themselves with the culture. Consequently, my inability to remember people from our time at the Embassy is a never-ending source of wonder to my wife, who worked cheek-by-jowl with those people 5 days a week and more ("You must remember so-and-so. We had dinner with them."). She remembers events - the important things, that generally entailed demanding embassy work - and I remember trivia: the view from the embassy 'Platypus Club' consisted of a partial reflection of the Embassy in the glass facade next door and above a wall a neon Dunkin' Donuts sign - the old Embassy was a claustrophobic place for someone without a role there. We had a driver, but I walked a lot in the city anyway, despite the heat and smog; I learned conversational Bahasa Indonesia, and in order to acquaint myself with culture and history I joined a venerable expat institution, The Indonesian Heritage Society; I read everything in English about Indonesia that I could get my hands on, but reading in BI was beyond me. That was my world - my wife and I knew rather different Jakartas.
For the information of anyone who has not yet read the book, Grant Dooley's time at the Embassy spanned the bombing of the Embassy, the Boxing Day tsunami, the 2nd Bali bombing, the Schapelle Corby arrest and conviction (marijuana importation), the 'Bali Nine' arrest and conviction (heroin smuggling), and the Yogyakarta Garuda airliner crash that killed several Australians including Embassy staffers - our stay had it's moments too, but Dooley's timing is on another level.
Bomb Season in Jakarta does two things: the first, announced in title and subtitle, is to give an account of events that roiled the Embassy during Dooley's posting, and the second is to show the importance and the day-to-day challenges of the diplomatic profession. The book is well rounded: in an interlude between disasters, an episode concerning Indonesian regulators and Australian mining companies shows readers what 'normal' diplomacy can be like, and the value of diplomacy for the promotion of international cooperation. Dooley doesn't neglect the social life of the Embassy, and is more open about his family life than a reader has any right to expect. This is a personal book about public events - gritty, immediate, and above all involved (writing it was 'a cathartic, emotional experience' p.276). Recommended reading for Australians about to be posted overseas on government service, but with the caveat that this is NOT a 'normal' posting.