The boys were hitting Brooklyn. We got the tube down to Brooklyn Bridge and walked the rest of the way. The view from the bridge was again outstanding. It seems it doesn’t matter what angle you look at the city from, there’s just something about it.
We enjoyed the parks around the bridge before I wanted to find Williamsburg for its abundance of second chance shops. With the NY transit system as vast as it is you would think you would struggle to find a tube station. Well we did. Eventually we succumbed and consulted a map.
It was worth it in my mind, I got some good finds. The weather took a turn for the worst though and we went looking for somewhere to waste the afternoon. The Charleston proved to be the ideal place. Cheap happy hour and a free, freshly prepared pizza with every drink bought. It was a hell of an afternoon.
It was perfect. We had beers, pizza, game 6 of the Finals and a quiz night – although I feel the questions heavily favoured Americans, a view we expressed on more than one occasion. The bartender/owner also introduced us to the Fireball Slushy. 3oz of Fireball mixed with 3oz of cider and a whole heap of crushed ice. As you can surmise, the details of the end of the night are sketchy at best.
We started the day with a trip down town on the world famous New York subway so we could pick up our passes to get in to see Ground Zero. You don’t have to book these in advance but it sure helps you avoid a rather long line. And there are a fair amount of these to get in so I would recommend it.
It was another one of those sombre moments, being at a sight of such a great tragedy. There is still a lot of building work going on in the surrounding area which detracted from the overall aesthetics of the park. Once all the new skyscrapers are up though, I’m sure it will be a more than fitting tribute to all those lost.
With thoughts firmly gripped around the purse strings, we decided to take the free ferry out to Stanton Island. This offers a good view of the south side of the city from the water. More importantly, it sails right by the Statue of Liberty. It seems that was the only reason most of the other passengers were on board too, because they were dashing round straight back on to the boat with me and Jim.
There’s not much one can say about the statue itself. Its there. I dare say you wouldn’t want to miss it on your first visit but I would be upset if I was told I could never see it again? I think I would.
With time to kill before we planned to get to the top of the Empire State building we decided to walk up Broadway. Not before I had a minor break down trying to get James to pick somewhere to eat. 3 months of being attached at the hip was taking its toll on both of us. Nothing a beer and some wings couldn’t fix mind.
It had been a rather unpredictable morning, with us seeming to get all four seasons one after another. Luckily for us and our plans the afternoon was everything you could want from a summers day in the Big Apple spent fluttering up Broadway, shopping and watching the crazies on Union Square.
It wasn’t until after 6 that we got up to the Empire State building. We marvelled at how they managed to build the thing before we were greeted with the view. New York, she sure is a beaut. We ended up spending some 4 hours up there, watching the sky turn from a perfect blue to a cocktail of pinks, yellows and orange all the way through to the darkest night.
Back on solid ground we grabbed a couple of slices, some hot dogs and headed back