Wandering around was the most fun.
Up the Empire State building at 9am. Crazy view.Friends Aelrid and Dan were also visiting NY from Glasgow. What a happy coincidence that Aelrid is a model.
These were taken in their rented apartment.
And these in Williamsburg.
We borrowed a kind sunbathers bike briefly.
Later that evening after a busy day trawling through vintage clothing shops and contemplating tattoos, we made our way down to Pier 17 for the free Slow Club/The Wave Pictures/Casio Kids gig.
This was simply to show the guy who always stands in front of me in gigs.
Luckily Slow Club felt sorry for me and decided to come stand next to me in the crowd so I could get a better view. Cheers!I was in a b&w mood on our last day in New York, probably because I was sad and b&w means sad.
See.
I was swiftly won back over by colour after buying breakfast from 28, the deli on the corner from our hotel. Ate it while waiting for the bus to the Airport.After a rather stressful airport visit and bumpy flight, we finally arrived in Houston.
Back at my dad's, the dogs, Hipee...
...and Gorda greeted us.
Sebastian didn't.
My dad's truck.
The next day, we took the jetski out to Lake Houston, just around the corner.
58mph, we had the Lake to ourselves. God bless weekdays.
A visit to the Houston museum of Fine Art. It was free because it was Thursday.
One of the few occassions where I have been really impressed by paintings. They were spectacular.
On our way through the maze of a museum trying to find a photography exhibit, we came across a rather odd display.
And another.
The Leopard Lounge, one of the many amazing vintage clothing shops in the ever so colourful Melrose area of Houston. They played the mashed potato song.
In one of the antique shops. Very warm.We hired a car to drive about, you can't do much in Houston without one.
Some photos taken from the passenger window.
The local fire station.
Harrison outside the Houston centER of Photography.
And again. The gallery had some really nice images displayed and a fantastic library full of great books in the back.
We visited Splashtown, the waterpark, so much fun!
Then we went to Coney Island to relieve our appetites. Good day.
We took a day trip to Kemah on the coast. It was half beautiful sunshine, half torrential rain. Here is Harrison waiting to catch a photo of the fork lightning. I gave up and went to the hilarious gift shop.
We visited The Menil collection after reading that they had dozens of Cartier-Bresson prints gifted by the man himself. After trailing round all the buildings, and being met with countless, clueless gazes when enquiring about them, we gave up. The must keep them in storage. Shame.
This man was fixing the tree.
Back in my Dad's garden.
Step-brother Alex mid conversation. I can't remember the topic of interest.
Harrison and I decided to visit 'Brazil' one day for lunch. We were sick of fast food and thought it's menu seemed a little more organic. Harry got a pizza and I got a burger and chips. Haha.
A couple of days later we came across what to us Scots is a typical American diner.
Milkshake. Our waitress Peggy gave us the extra that didn't fit in the glass. A rare treat.
Hipee's trick. He could sit like this all day.
Alex on his bike out in the street.
Harry was still trying to get the hang of his new skateboard.See y'all next time!
J, xxoo
