I've read four Raja Shehadeh books now and plan to continue, though this book disappointed me. It was very interested to take his tour of Ramallah, but most of his thoughts on his family, politics, and other societal changes were completely nihilistic and depressing. I can't blame anyone for feeing the work as dark and disappointing when surviving genocide and occupation, but the way Shehadeh criticizes people in Ramallah for turning further into their faiths for hope and guidance was disappointing and felt sometimes Islamophobic. Not only could the resistance of the First or Second Intifada do nothing right, but he criticizes every aspect of resistance except for the feeling of solidarity he gained during the First Intifada. It would have been good to hear what he learned and wished more people would use going forward, rather than only pointing out the failures of resistance tactics. He also criticized people just existing in public. The way he describes women, especially older women, in this book also made me cringe. He complains about how children act these days. He says the city is gentrifying, then praises some aspects that come with gentrification, and also criticizes half the modernizations of Ramallah. It's hard to see your hometown change, but some of these changes were not unique to Palestine or Ramallah and felt useless, or as if he didn't fully examine what about them bothered him and if those feeling were justified or prejudiced. 
We Could Have Been Friends, My Father and I and Palestinian Walks remain my favorites as he digs deeper into his relationship to his father in the first than in Going Home, and more clearly explains the physical impacts of the Israeli Occupation in the second.