So, New York. Believe the tourist guidebooks. It is a vibrant and hectic place. Nothing does sleep. After a week in a hotel for the daughter's wedding we moved to an apartment in East Village for a week of chilling out – not much chance of that really. We walked the High Line, caught the ferry to Staten Island, walked down Wall Street, over Brooklyn Bridge, through Times Square, rode the subway to Coney Island, visited the Leica gallery and shuffled the streets in a daze. With no particular place to be, the streets offered up heaven-sent tableaux for the lens. You should do it at least once in your life!