We had just less than 48 hours in Boston when I visited the US in 2011.
Where were you when the Twin Towers came down?
I was in the car with my dad and my sister. We were stuck in traffic on the way home from high school.
Thinking back on my ice skating experience in Bryant Park, it seems more of a dream than an actual reality that not only happened, but happened to me.
We found ourselves in Boston on New Year’s Day. The city was sleepy from the party the night before and the cold kept those who weren’t bundled up inside.
One of my favourite bits to bring back from any trip, after my photos of course, is a memento that is unique, authentic and a reminder of a great time wherever I was in the world.