5. Autumn Nights in Boston

Ahhh, the memories of our first travel project. Ever. It was in Boston. I was straight out of college when my persistence caught the attention of a local attorney who made a donation to University of Florida that was so absurd, they named its School of Law after him.

Instantly, I found myself in Boston, then London, and then Paris, producing custom images. I climbed rooftops in Italian District, trekked abandoned docks on the east end, and nearly froze to death at Mount Auburn Cemetery.