Travel involves us in the mess and clutter of the world. What we witness is not the picturesque, but conflicting fragments of a different continuum. Travel is a relentless search for novelty, in which the self becomes de-centered. In this publication, Wilkinson and writer Richard James McCann have worked independently to record the strangeness of that experience. The people and places in these photographs are not meant to be recognised. The text is not intended as a commentary. It is not a record of places, but a record of the feelings those places provoked.