I hate 7:00am. Woke up, showered, and had breakfast. We travelled to the subway to take it to the South Ferry. There was construction going on the lines, so they were all messed up (especially on the weekends). We ended up taking a shuttle, too. Subways are hot! (not in the “Paris Hilton” way, either).
First we went to Clinton Castle to buy tickets. This used to be the 1st stop for immigrants going to Ellis Island. 1st and 2nd class passengers usually entered the United States from here. From this point we boated to Liberty Island. We got a lot of pictures at the seafront. A lot. Then we took a Liberty Tour with our Ranger. I took a panograph of the Statue, herself, and hope to have it completed soon. The same bird was walking along the bottom of the statue and ended up in everyone of my pictures of the base. We also took a lot of pictures in front of the statue, and one behind.
For lunch we had pizza. Well, everyone ordered a pepperoni pizza and drink except me, who got a hot dog combo (what’s more American than a hot dog on Liberty Island?). At lunch it took me several minutes to recall the word “pangea”, but I did it.
From here we went to Ellis Island, again by boat. I found the Statue to be interesting, but Ellis Island was fascinating. I got caught up in the history. We saw a movie on it, walked around, and then boated back to New York.
There’s a park area with lots of venders, and we hung around that for a while. sor’d Then we sought out Wall St. We found a bull (bronze) and the Canyon of Heros, which I really liked, even though it’s just the name of a street. But, to add to it, they put names and groups that were considered heros into the sidewalks down this street, and the buildings all around really felt like an urban canyon. This brought us to the Stock Exchange, and the location where George Washington was sworn in.
From there we walked to Ground Zero. There is (obviously) not much to see there. Of course, that is what there is to see. A space. A gaping hole in the frenzied mountainscape of buildings. I didn’t realize at first that we were at Ground Zero, and I inadvertently took a very poignant picture of it. I art by accident!
Next was the Brooklyn Bridge. We were sure that we had to take a subway to get there, but upon reentering the tunnels, we talked to a guy who told us that we were basically underneath the Brooklyn Bridge right now. So, we exited the Subway, and lo!, there we were. On top we walked along for a while. You walk on this wooden walkway over the roaring traffic. Holli was tired (I was, too) and her hips hurt, so we stopped before actually getting underneath anything, but Marissa stayed with us, and we talked about how the inherent dynamics of life lead one to believe that God does not, in fact, exist, while, at the same time, the simple existance of life and its dynamics do, in essense, require the existance of God in some form.
We walked back to TGIFridays, but they were closed. So, we walked to the subway, metro’d our way to home, and walked right up to an Applebees out of the subway.
On the way back I called a strange number that had awaykened us last night, and I had thought it was Dirk, but it was actually Collin. He has a kid on the way. CRAZY.
Time for bed.