The bookshelf of albums, and now this digital version, are catalogued by place. At least a fortnight of travel has been undertaken each year over the last half century. Recently, unfortunately, travel has lost its allure. Age saps the energy needed. Air travel is dehumanizing. Mass marketing of even the most remote places has drained the joy of discovery (traffic jams at the top of Everest!). Social media and rising prosperity (a boon, of course) have homogenized culture. Travel now seems an industrial process with the traveler as the raw material being rendered. And residents of tourist destinations more often seem tired and resentful over the world's intrusion. As others have noted, our travels kill the authenticity we travel to find.

On each trip places are stumbled upon, perhaps on the verge of disappearing or not yet commodified into tourist attractions. Those discoveries still make the effort worthwhile.