Hardcover
From $46.95
Case-bound with a printed cover and a squared spine. The classic photo-book feel. It stands on a shelf and holds its shape for decades.
- Paper
- 200 gsm
- Pages
- 24 – 252
- Spine
- From 9.5 mm
You lived the story; your photos kept the notes. Travel Books reads them back — the days, the places, the roads between — and hands you a finished first draft. Everything on this page is an unedited export from a real book.
Every photo you take already carries a time and a place. Drop a trip in, and each shot lands where you took it, the route threads between them, the chapters find themselves, and the whole journey becomes the opening spread of your book.
292 photographs, straight off the phone. Each already carries the only two facts that matter — a when and a where.
Gaps in time and jumps on the map split the pile into moments. No albums, no sorting, no tagging.
Each moment lays out its own pages — a chapter opener, spreads of your photographs, the day’s map drawn between them.
A real export — Indonesia, 14 days, 292 photographs, the route drawn from the photos’ own GPS. No templates, no sorting, no design skills required.
That’s all a Travel Book needs. The whole journey reassembles itself and becomes your opening spread, before you’ve typed a word.

Your photos are read here, in this browser — no upload, no account, and nothing that looks at your pictures. They only travel when you choose to save a book link, invite someone to add theirs, or order the print. To draw the maps and fill in each day’s weather we send a few coordinates and dates: a dot on a map, never a photograph.
Each map is drawn at the scale that stretch of the trip earns — a crossing wide, a day on foot down to the street. And it reads how you moved — a drive becomes a getting-there page, a hike gets its trail, a market morning gets a street-level map with every photo pinned.
Every chapter opens on a map drawn from real geographic data and printed at 300 DPI, in styles made to echo the palettes of our wall maps.
The path you traveled is traced point-to-point across the page, so the book tells the where of the trip.
Chapters, captions and layout are drafted for you. Then every caption is a field, every photograph can move, and every page can be recomposed.
Spread after spread of pictures, in the order you took them. A map turns up when a day needs placing, then the photographs pick straight back up. Twelve spreads in a row from one chapter, nothing skipped.
33 of the 52 spreads in this book are photographs. The maps are the other third. They’re there to say where you were.
A cluster of days in one place. A clear break. Another cluster somewhere new. That shape becomes the table of contents, and every chapter opens on the whole journey, with its own stretch lit and the rest left faint around it.
Several stops in a week, a real climb, the sky on a given afternoon — the trip’s own signals decide what each spread becomes. You don’t ask for any of it.
Your camera wrote a time and a coordinate into every frame. Plain arithmetic on those turns them into acts — a morning that never moved, a line across water, a climb — and asking the map what stands at those coordinates says what each act was.
Fourteen readings, shown here across one 14-day journey through Indonesia.
A named landmark under every frame, and two hours barely moving.
A marketplace on the map, and a morning that never left it.
A restaurant on the map and a table held for most of two hours.
A stage or theatre named at the centre of the frames.
A reserve polygon around the frames, and animals named inside it.
A named beach under the cluster, and nothing stronger to go on.
A harbour at one end, then a line no road could have followed.
Walking pace inside a quarter that has a name of its own.
A purposeful line over wild ground, climbing most of the way.
Climbed onto the highest ground in the book, and the peak has a name.
A station at one end, then a straight, sustained line at rail speed.
Every frame inside the last of the light. The one reading that needs no map.
Every frame after dusk. Lamplight, and shutters held open.
The map offers nothing to name it by. It still earns a spread, and the words are yours.
Nothing on these cards was typed in. Times, spans, distances and heights are arithmetic on the timestamps and coordinates already inside your photographs; the names — the market, the reserve, the peak, the quarter — come from looking those coordinates up on the map. Every number is yours to type over. The line about what actually happened is the part we leave to you.
A trip that winds through several stops — or returns to the same place twice — sorts itself. The builder reads the shape of your days and organizes the photos into moments automatically.
A real climb reads as a hike from the frames alone, and the book keeps the numbers. Distance, elevation gain, high point and time moving are computed from the timestamps, coordinates and altitudes your camera already writes, printed in a ledger beside the day’s own elevation profile. Photograph the walk as you go and those same frames become the trail: a map of the path you actually took, drawn point to point.
And when you top out, the summit earns a spread of its own — an immersive 3D landscape of that very terrain, your route drawn up it. A fully customizable scene.

Clear, overcast, or rain — the sky from every day of your trip is read back and kept beside its pages.
The book arrives composed so that you never start at a blank page — but every part of it is a control. Write over the words on a chapter opener. Drag a photograph into another’s place. Recompose a page. Put a different style on the maps. Below is the actual studio, recorded: four edits, nothing staged.
Every chapter opens on a note, and the studio starts it for you. Tap the line and it becomes a field with that first draft already in it — write over it and the page follows as you type, in the same hand it prints in.
Hold a picture and carry it into another’s place. The two trade slots on the spot — and if the one you dropped it on was sitting out, the picture it replaced goes back to that day’s shelf. Nothing is lost either way.
Pages offer a handful of arrangements — photographs beside the map, one frame with the story, the words on their own, a single picture across the whole spread. Same photographs, same day, different page.
The journey map opens the book, so it is the one worth playing with. Turn the relief on, then try the styles against it: each is ink on the map and a tint on the paper it prints on, and one tap can carry it through every map in the book.
Every panel sits beside the page it belongs to, so nothing sends you into a settings screen. Change your mind and Start this page over puts a page back the way it arrived — the rest of the book untouched.
Choose a map palette that brings your trip together. The same palettes that have been going on KR Maps walls for years now set the maps inside your book — one choice, the whole book, a weekend on foot or half the world.
A city, on foot
At street level the palette has the most to say: every park, canal, rail line and block takes its colour from the one you choose.
The open road
Out of town the land does the talking — relief, forest, coastline and the roads between them, all drawn in the same style.
Across the world
Actual exports — fourteen of the styles in the studio, each set loose on a journey of its own.
Coastlines, terrain, and place names are rendered from real geographic data, and many of the book’s map styles were designed to echo the look and color palettes of the wall maps we’ve made for the last ten years. Your route is then drawn across the top, one point at a time, exactly where you went.

Two bindings, one size — A4 landscape, 11.7 × 8.3 inches, opening to 23.4 inches across a spread — printed at 300 DPI on heavy stock with a matte-laminated hard cover. Everything below is the real specification we send to the press.
Hardcover
From $46.95
Case-bound with a printed cover and a squared spine. The classic photo-book feel. It stands on a shelf and holds its shape for decades.
Lay-flat — best for maps
From $89.95
Hinged so every spread opens almost completely flat. A map that runs across the fold stays readable all the way through the middle.





The route, the timing, the places, the light — that part happens on its own. Which moment mattered most was always going to be your call.