We went there for a week in Nov 2008. As the taxi drove from JFK to Manhattan and I first caught sight of the skyline I began to cry. We dumped our bags at the hotel and walked/ran as fast as we could to the Empire State Building. It was the early hours of the morning in the UK and we were jet lagged but knew we couldn’t sleep until we’d seen her. We went straight to the top and miraculously there were only a handful of others there. We stood there for ages, speechless for most of the time.

Walking through the city that night I felt like I had come home. Nothing will stop me from going back.

Photo taken from a helicopter during our trip