A month ago, a reader (Barbara R.) wondered why we never treat our hometowns as if we were visiting them for the first time. How we don’t do the sorts of things we do on holiday, but at home. This comment lingered, and since I’ve returned from my long journey, I’m making every attempt to see my city, the place in which I grew up, as if I’m encountering it for the first time. Over the next few weeks I’ll be posting photos from spots I’m rediscovering, or like The Cloisters, places I’m visiting for the first time. Here’s my attempt to fall back in love with my city all over again. I hope you’ll hop along for the ride.