A poet in a new city, a linguist at Primark, a native son meeting a familiar deity in a foreign town, in books, in the faces and voices of strangers, on trains, in the histories that intersect with traumas and pleasures, in flirtations at a bank on Euston road, in food, in contemplations of space, accents, missed connections, and police shootings in Lagos; all as part of one travel experience in the time of a global pandemic.

In Eu at the Library, Tubsun returns to his favourite tools of travelogue as a vehicle for the interrogation of memory through the limits of language.