I am the Wanderer

A travel agency of the old school. Every poster is a trip — take one off the shelf.

Tell it about the trip. It does the legwork.

Not a chatbot that lists ten things to do. A trip agent that plans with everybody going, remembers what was decided, and keeps what you thought of it afterwards.

  1. A map of your trip, drawn. Every sight on it, and the real walk between them — measured on the actual streets, not guessed.
  2. A plan that knows what time it is. What’s next, how long it takes to get there, and whether the rain has just made the museum the better call.
  3. And afterwards, what you thought. In your words, not a star rating. Anyone can share an itinerary; almost nobody can share we went, and here is what was actually good.
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An email is all it takes — no password to invent, nothing to install.

An illustrated route map: Tokyo, Kanazawa, Takayama and Kyoto numbered in order, drawn with a bullet train, an onsen and a maple leaf
an exampleThe map, the plan and the verdicts are yours and private — this one is here to show the shape of it.

Limited Engagement

Nature sets the release dates — we just stock the shelf.

Counter Culture

Pull up a stool. Breakfast is soup, coffee comes on a silver tray.

Shot in Widescreen

Best viewed from a sleeper berth or a bug-flecked windshield.

Saturday Matinee

Rated G. Snacks in the lobby, naps included in the runtime.

Matinee by the Sea

Rated warm. Sunscreen at the concession stand, naps on the sand.

The Powder Room

Double features in deep snow. First chair beats the credits.

City Lights

Neon, night trains, and a table for eight if you book ahead.

The Wild Reel

Nature does its own stunts. Keep the vehicle running.

The Tasting Room

Long lunches, longer sunsets. Someone else drives.