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Many Americans do not have a passport, which is unimaginable to me. Statistics estimate only about 30% of Americans have passports.
Grand Central Terminal, New York City. Photo by me.
When My Beloved Brit first came to America to be with me, he was stunned by how large this country really is. One long drive from Washington, DC to Maine and he had a much better understanding of why so many Americans never leave home.
My Beloved Brit in Maine. Photo by me.
You want palm trees, we’ve got Hawaii, or Florida–from St. Augustine to Key West.
A cruise ship departs from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. Photo by me.
Big cities? Of course. On both coasts, and top and bottom.
Times Square, New York City. Photo by me
The metro in LA, California. Photo by me
Mountains? Try out west or the gentler slopes of Vermont.
Driving cross-country, we understood what they meant by “big sky country”. Photo by me
MBB at Yosemite, and yes, he is hating the cold. Photo by me.
Dessert…yup.
Joshua Tree near Palm Springs…the dessert in the snow. Photo by me.
Crossing western Texas. Photo by me.
Oceans…two of them.
The Atlantic on the east coast. Photo by me.
And lots of bays.
My Beloved Brit looking towards San Francisco on the west coast. Photo by me
Green lanes, quaint villages and lush gardens…New England was named that because it must have reminded the settlers of home.
A quiet stroll in Bath, England. You could easily find a similar scene in New England in America.
We do love exploring these great United States, but there is something totally astounding about going to a new land where the currency, the language (and being married to MBB, I am convinced American and British are two different forms of English), the food, and the customs are, well, foreign.
A cafe in Paris under these ancient columns is so “Parisian”.
I love escaping from my own comfortable cocoon and going to a world where nothing is quite so familiar.
Versailles in early spring. Photo by me.
And of course, that is what I do with my art.
Me at Capa Rocha. Portugal
And one of the many “Wave” paintings that came from this journey. painting by me.
But you must already know that if you read this blog.
(For information on the creativity workshop “The Creative Journey: finding inspiration in travel for the visual artist”, click on “workshop” at the top of this page.)