When Amy and I visited Hawaii we discovered that, even on an island, surf is never guaranteed.
Back in 2015 Amazon unveiled a promotional campaign for their TV adaptation of Philip K. Dick's famous novel The Man in the High Castle.
I knew it was going to be bad. I'd read all the one and two star reviews and looked at the pictures of weird murals and overgrown gardens but I kept circling back to the listing every time I looked for accommodation on Kauai.
I knew that Hawaii was part of America but I still didn't expect it to be so American.
The view from the top of 30 Rockefeller Plaza.
My tour across the states has really been one big survey of American neon signs.
In the City of New York the people are transported by two separate, yet equally important pieces of infrastructure...
I found it hard to take photos of the buildings in New York city.
Some images taken of the collection at the American Museum of Natural History.
Returning now to the far less dramatic streets of New York back in April I have another batch of photographs.
Some street photography from a week or so in NYC back in March.
There was a big deli at the bottom of the street I stayed on that's apparently famous for its roast beef sandwiches. I figured millions of New Yorkers Can't be wrong.