When I hit the road, I take the usual touristy photos. But who wants to see them? They’re a penny a thousand these days. More interesting are the books that nest next to the beds where I sleep, on the shelves in the kitchens, on the cafe free shelves, and on coffee tables. I’ve been traveling for almost three weeks, and these are some of the books that kept me company along the way. There is nothing like arriving in a new place and finding a new gaggle of books to run my eyes over and over.