There has been so much that I’ve learned on this trip around the world – I simply can’t get into it yet (later posts I will) – but coming back to America feels (and is) like the beginning of the end of this trip. I’m happy that the last stop is New York City in…
Every once in a while you come across someone that inspires the hell out of you. Emma “Grandma” Gatewood is one of those people.
I ended up connecting with old friends, losing my father, strengthening the relationships with my brother and my uncle, hustling enough to get things going in Morocco, and accomplishing all three of my goals.
The fact that you can eat at old school steakhouses and new-school meat emporiums keeps thing interesting, fun, and most definitely, delicious.
Stop stockpiling foreign candy that gets you in trouble with customs every time you try to come back from London. And please…let’s say goodbye to big box supermarkets that sell tomatoes that look gorgeous and taste like candle wax.
Each neighborhood in NYC has its own character and purpose, and you can easily spend an afternoon eating and drinking your way through them without ever having to descend into the train stations or spend money on a cab.
Me taking a picture of the Gutenberg Bible at the New York Public Library. I love New York. A few more photos in slideshow format of some of my time in this amazing city. I can’t wait to go back again. Obviously, the big hole in the ground is where the Twin Towers were –…