Our week in New York, continued….
We woke up fairly early — not surprising, considering we had crashed at 6:30 the previous evening — and got ready to head out on the town. The Statue of Liberty was our destination and purpose on this day. But our first adventure was discovering I did not pack a hairbrush with which to blow-dry my hair. You’ll see the results of finger-combed blow-drying in the photos. We walked a couple of blocks and found a different diner for breakfast. This one was equally good, and we alternated between the two the rest of the week. (Yesterday’s breakfast was at The Metro; today’s was at The Broadway. Spouse recommends the corned beef hash at either.)
Then it was time to tackle the subway. And here’s where we confess we got hustled. *hangs head in shame* Spouse and I were standing in front of the ticket dispenser, reading the instructions and discussing whether we wanted to buy a multi-day pass rather than trips when some fast-talking guy jumps up and starts pushing buttons and the next thing we knew we were through the turnstile holding tickets in our hands and handing him $60 cash. I mean it was literally nearly that fast. (Yes, we should have known better, but just hold on, there’s more to this story.)
Despite our misgivings, we and the dinosaurs took the train to Battery Park, where we picked up our GoNewYorkCard tickets for the ferry to the Statue of Liberty. While we were standing in line, I took a few photos of the skyline surrounding us.
It was a beautiful day.
Next we stood in line for the ferry. Our dinosaurs are very good at standing in line. And they were well-behaved while riding the ferry, as well.
The ride out was splendid. We rode on top of the ferry so we could see everything. We looked back toward the city:
We looked ahead toward the Lady:
The dinosaurs were especially excited to see her:
After disembarking, we wandered all over Liberty Island. Tickets to get into the pedestal or climb up to the lamp were sold out, so we stayed outside and took lots of photos. Here are a few:
Remember what I said earlier about finger-combing and blow-drying? Yeah. This was taken while we were still on the ferry, so we’ve got windblown as well. Not a good look. Let’s look at something more beautiful instead.
She’s gorgeous. And she moved me to tears.
The view toward the city was spectacular, too.
Even the dinosaurs loved it.
Somewhere, Ray Harryhausen is smiling.
After a couple of hours on Liberty Island, we were whipped, sunburnt, and hungry, so we caught the ferry back. Neither spouse nor I were particularly interested in Ellis Island, so we skipped that part of the tour. (I mentioned whipped, sunburnt, and hungry, right?) At the Battery Park subway station, we tried to use our tickets again; and we confirmed our suspicions that we had been taken earlier. So we bought the multi-day passes we had originally intended to buy and caught the train back to Times Square where we grabbed a slice.
After taking the edge off our appetite, we went back to the hotel once more to get some rest before dinner; we had made arrangements for one of my internet friends who lives in New York to join us. I was a little nervous about this because, although this woman and I had been internet buddies since 2002, and had even talked on the phone once or twice over the years, we had never met in person. Ever. I know that’s not unusual in the internet age, but it still feels strange to say that some of my best friends are people I’ve never actually met.
At the appointed hour, Annie arrived. The restaurant near the hotel where we had thought to have dinner was unexpectedly closed, so we followed her lead on the subway and went on a little adventure. We took a walk through Columbus Circle, wandered through Penn Station (where I shot this gorgeous Art Deco mural), caught this train and that train, and wound up in Korea Town somewhere around 37th Street.
I tried bibimbap for the first time. The dinos tried octopus. I think they liked the octopus better than I liked the bibimbap, but one must try new things or one’s horizons remain forever narrow.
And, yes, spouse was kind enough to take a photo of Annie and me.
Isn’t she beautiful? I love her.
After dinner, Annie got us headed back to the right train, and we called it a night.
Whew. We, and the dinosaurs, were exhausted. Once back at the hotel, we turned in and were quickly asleep. Tomorrow would be another busy day!
Oh, by the way, we’re not done with the subway ticket story yet. Stay tuned.