Dublin. It was just like visiting a bog standard northern town. I could have gone to Preston or Bolton and saved my money as it was also hideously expensive to eat and drink.
Going against the grain of virtually everyone I know who has been there I was seriously underwhelmed by New YorkPick any one of a multitude of songs about there
I've been 3 times, and the first 2 visits, I loved it, Greenwich Village especially; I thought I'd found my spiritual home!
The 3rd time, though, about 5 years ago, it had changed. Hard to put my finger on how or why, but me and Mrs Peteinblack reckon that the artists, musicians and bohemian or creative types who once colonised Greenwich Village, along with the 2nd hand clothes/record/book shops, had all been priced-out by the astronomical property prices and rents. It's now full of real-estate dealers, corporate lawyers and 'posh' restaurants, and now has no soul or character left.
Now, we much prefer New Orleans.
I need to get myself to New Orleans, nearly went two years ago but ended up in Cascais instead
Route 66
I made a (very short!) detour to drive the road of my dreams when I was in Amarillo. The road quality was more third world than the roads in Worthing, although not that obvious in this photo
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The town is a damp, grey street full of nothingness, however, turn right at the traffic lights in the middle of town and 5 minutes away is the Glen of Aherlow which I never grew bored of on my daily commute to work.Tipperary. Nothing of any interest.
The ferry across the Mersey. It serves a purpose, I suppose, it’s just not very romantic.
Was it like East London?Off the back of Eminem, and when in Detroit on my own, I decided to hire a car and drive the length of 8 Mile. That was quite an interesting day.
The Blue Ridged Moutains of Virginia.
Not blue. Pretty repetitive. Full of red necks and the food was lousy. Drove the whole length of it then fortunately ended up in Anapolis on the coast. No songs I know about that, but it was fantastic.