America is as much my home as sunny, sunny South Africa. I have been fortunate enough to visit many times and have seen quite a good portion over the years. My brothers are married to American women and have children who talk in funny American accents, which is weird. Instead of trekking to Cape Town for my December holiday’s I opted for a white Christmas in the mid-west to be with my family. It was the most wonderful two weeks I could have imagined and to top it off I planned a little trip to New york for a week with André, my Brooklyn host who took the best care of me. These are some of the things that I saw minus the family-photo’s I can’t imagine you’d be interested in seeing. You’ll note this post is devoid of fashion-y selfies, followed by instgram pics of new clothes on my white bed sheets. This is my vacation, my holiday, my geddaway, point and shoot style. All the images were snapped with my iPhone 5 and rendered with Afterlight thanks to Miss Moss‘ recommendation on her own travels to New York City.
Now, I’m a summer-in-December kind of guy, I had never seen snow. My brother snapped a photo of me experiencing “snow” for the first time but let me tell you, New York had another thing coming. Just watch as it progressed. It was, without a doubt, the coldest I’ve experienced in my life. And it was wonderful.
Christmas in Florence, Kentucky
Steak dinner at Jags, Cincinnati, Ohio
Best Mexican in the mid-west – Chuy’s Mexican Restaurant
The best burger in America debate: 5 Guys or Shake Shack, NYC?
Hands down the best meal I have ever experienced in America. This is the breakfast brown, and it comes highly recommended from the Tousey House, Burlington, Kentucky
A very, very drunked end to 2013 at Obscura, Cincinnati followed by an early, horrible, early flight to New York
Crazy good dinner at Shanghai Cafe Deluxe in China Town
Found Wally.
Walking the Brooklyn bridge in a snow storm
Met with the wonderful, talented and modest Richard Haines just before he jetted off to Milan fashion week
Carson Street Clothiers (above) What Goes Around, Comes Around (Below)
One last stop at the Shake Shack in Manhattan followed by a long, hard look at the New York City public library, then home.