New York, New York
I've come to love walking the streets of New York. Every time you turn a street or go a different way you discover something new, unusual, breathtaking. Sunday morning of 9/11 started around 8am. I'd decided to go in search for decent coffee as it was long overdue. Everytime Liam and I came to a corner we would take a different path, go left, turn right, straight ahead and every time we discovered something amazing. We found Little Collins Street cafe and t...