America was always the Promised Land in our household where my Irish mum would go all dewy-eyed when she spoke of her four brothers who emigrated there.
It has a love that has only grown with me since I first visited New York at 17.
And with every trip I seem to be turning more and more American.
Lets dance! I’ve waltzed with Judy Murray, partied with Brian Lara, manned the barricades with Civil Rights leader Myrlie Evers and even unmasked The Donald as a mariachi fan. Join me (and my bandana) on a madcap tour of the world with the people who make it all possible, our wonderful travel providers.
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