On The Town
It’s an often proffered opinion that New York is the ultimate city in the world. Sure there’s London and Rome and Paris, all fabulous cities steeped in history and culture and style. But New York is the kind of city that confounds and amazes in equal measure. A city that continuously defies expectations and refuses to be categorised; where resolutely modern steel-and-glass skyscrapers threaten to poke holes in the heavens and where a deer finds refuge on a grassy verge as one road swings around into another on the way to one of the busiest airports in the country (I kid you not).
It is also the kind of city that changes and morphs on an almost daily basis. Where the history and traditions ingrained in the very fabric of day-to-day life in places like Paris and Rome can weigh them down and make change a laboured process, New York is the ultimate chameleon. This reinvention is as much a result of
