21 years ago, I went to New York for the first time. Husband was on duty travel for the UN, I tagged along. This is us with the Malaysian Ambassador to the UN at the time. The year was 1990.

Unfortunately the camera lens was dirty, hence the spot in the middle.

And, of course, what did we do? We went to the Twin Towers.

Today husband was cleaning out some old files and he came across these. I’ve been to NY plenty of times since, including the time daughter was giving her defence of her Ph.D. thesis, but these photos are of the only time I went up the twin towers. The last time I saw them was a couple of months before they came down — as I was flying out of Newark, I had a window seat. I remember thinking, lord, how huge they are in comparison to everything else around them…