Mike Jones
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Previous Days:
Part 1 - Pre-trip, The Journey & First Afternoon in NY
Day 2, New York
DAY 3 MONDAY 1st MAY 2006
I slept like a baby until 3.45am when someone clattered around in an adjoining room. This left me a bit unsettled and I woke again at 4.30 and 5.30am, probably due to traffic noise below. I iron the now dry washing from last night before Amanda wakes at 6am. We are showered, dressed and out by 7.15am. The weather is sunny with an initially cool breeze. Not desiring a hefty, cooked breakfast today, we take the path of least resistance and grab coffee and cakes from the nearest Starbucks. We take these the short distance to Columbus Circle to enjoy the early morning sunshine. Chatting, we discuss how much we love NY already, and wonder how long (short?) a time it will be before we return.
A kid with more persistence than skill repeatedly attempts to jump up the steps of the statue, (Amanda has just pointed out that it might be worth mentioning he was on a skateboard, lest you think that he was particularly inept!) and we feel periodic rumblings as subway trains pass below us. Back to the hotel at 8.15am, Amanda has been infected by the getting out at the wrong floor syndrome (have a look at the BBB Tour trippie!) but eventually we arrive at the correct level. (she blames having no contact lenses in yet, but I personally believe it is a Pavlovian response to any lift door opening).
Having picked up a few bits and pieces, we return to Columbus Circle and take the brave step of attempting the Subway in rush hour! It turns out to be a piece of cake (bit of a problem, as wed wanted subway tickets!) and we are soon on the way to South Ferry, the closest station to Battery Park. To be honest, we would recommend every visitor to use the subway system without concern: we found it simple, cheap (all trips cost $2) and efficient. It takes approximately 20 minutes.
On leaving the station we do an impromptu tour of the car park, as there is a lot of reconstruction in the vicinity and the exit is a little confusing at first. Its warm and sunny yet again, as we stroll into Battery Park .
. and get our first sightings of Liberty away off in the bay.
The path along the quay
takes us past a large, forces memorial with the business district skyscrapers towering behind.
A short distance further along and we approach Castle Clinton (named for some old general, not Bill!), the 19th century, fortified battery castle which was originally built on an island some two hundred yards off the southern tip of Manhattan. Infill and development have now made it part of the bigger isle.
It serves as a tourist information centre and booking point for trips to Liberty Island. Even though it is relatively quiet this early, the first boat is full and tannoy announcements indicate at least an hours wait for those unlucky enough to miss it. Weve no intentions of hanging around that long, and after a restroom visit and a sit in the park to consult our maps, we walk towards the business area along West Street.
This is again in the midst of heavy reconstruction. We soon strike the southern edge of the World Trade Centre site, where of course huge works are in progress. We cant approach directly from West Street and have to detour slightly east to access Church s
Street, serving as the main viewing and information point for the site. A high,. Grill fence surrounds the 16acre hole where the twin towers and the other seven buildings fell in 2001.
Along the length of the street are a series of information panels giving a minute-by-minute account of the events of 9/11/2001. We read them in silence and take in the atmosphere of the memorial. There are probably 40 50 other visitors, many from overseas, and a large proportion of them are smiling ands laughing as they have their photos taken against the fence. This seems so wrong, and we take no photographs here, preferring to rely upon our memories.
I never expected to be so powerfully affected by this place we are both moved to tears by reading the boards and stand, hugging each other close for a long time as we look at the space beyond the fence. We can imagine the panic and confusion of those hours and days as people tried to escape from this most desperate of situations.
We head away, along Vesey Street, towards City Hall. I urge you to go to Ground Zero if you visit New York . it is not easily forgotten.
Life takes on a more normal appearance as we walk into the area of City Hall Park.
This lovely space stands in front of the original City Hall and is surrounded by now familiar tower blocks.
Some of these are quite noteworthy, including the imposing, Gothic fronted Woolworth Building.
We grab a coffee from one of the Starbucks in the area and sit in the park, by a lovely fountain to enjoy.
Part 1 - Pre-trip, The Journey & First Afternoon in NY
Day 2, New York
DAY 3 MONDAY 1st MAY 2006
I slept like a baby until 3.45am when someone clattered around in an adjoining room. This left me a bit unsettled and I woke again at 4.30 and 5.30am, probably due to traffic noise below. I iron the now dry washing from last night before Amanda wakes at 6am. We are showered, dressed and out by 7.15am. The weather is sunny with an initially cool breeze. Not desiring a hefty, cooked breakfast today, we take the path of least resistance and grab coffee and cakes from the nearest Starbucks. We take these the short distance to Columbus Circle to enjoy the early morning sunshine. Chatting, we discuss how much we love NY already, and wonder how long (short?) a time it will be before we return.
A kid with more persistence than skill repeatedly attempts to jump up the steps of the statue, (Amanda has just pointed out that it might be worth mentioning he was on a skateboard, lest you think that he was particularly inept!) and we feel periodic rumblings as subway trains pass below us. Back to the hotel at 8.15am, Amanda has been infected by the getting out at the wrong floor syndrome (have a look at the BBB Tour trippie!) but eventually we arrive at the correct level. (she blames having no contact lenses in yet, but I personally believe it is a Pavlovian response to any lift door opening).
Having picked up a few bits and pieces, we return to Columbus Circle and take the brave step of attempting the Subway in rush hour! It turns out to be a piece of cake (bit of a problem, as wed wanted subway tickets!) and we are soon on the way to South Ferry, the closest station to Battery Park. To be honest, we would recommend every visitor to use the subway system without concern: we found it simple, cheap (all trips cost $2) and efficient. It takes approximately 20 minutes.
On leaving the station we do an impromptu tour of the car park, as there is a lot of reconstruction in the vicinity and the exit is a little confusing at first. Its warm and sunny yet again, as we stroll into Battery Park .

. and get our first sightings of Liberty away off in the bay.

The path along the quay

takes us past a large, forces memorial with the business district skyscrapers towering behind.

A short distance further along and we approach Castle Clinton (named for some old general, not Bill!), the 19th century, fortified battery castle which was originally built on an island some two hundred yards off the southern tip of Manhattan. Infill and development have now made it part of the bigger isle.

It serves as a tourist information centre and booking point for trips to Liberty Island. Even though it is relatively quiet this early, the first boat is full and tannoy announcements indicate at least an hours wait for those unlucky enough to miss it. Weve no intentions of hanging around that long, and after a restroom visit and a sit in the park to consult our maps, we walk towards the business area along West Street.
This is again in the midst of heavy reconstruction. We soon strike the southern edge of the World Trade Centre site, where of course huge works are in progress. We cant approach directly from West Street and have to detour slightly east to access Church s
Street, serving as the main viewing and information point for the site. A high,. Grill fence surrounds the 16acre hole where the twin towers and the other seven buildings fell in 2001.
Along the length of the street are a series of information panels giving a minute-by-minute account of the events of 9/11/2001. We read them in silence and take in the atmosphere of the memorial. There are probably 40 50 other visitors, many from overseas, and a large proportion of them are smiling ands laughing as they have their photos taken against the fence. This seems so wrong, and we take no photographs here, preferring to rely upon our memories.
I never expected to be so powerfully affected by this place we are both moved to tears by reading the boards and stand, hugging each other close for a long time as we look at the space beyond the fence. We can imagine the panic and confusion of those hours and days as people tried to escape from this most desperate of situations.
We head away, along Vesey Street, towards City Hall. I urge you to go to Ground Zero if you visit New York . it is not easily forgotten.
Life takes on a more normal appearance as we walk into the area of City Hall Park.

This lovely space stands in front of the original City Hall and is surrounded by now familiar tower blocks.

Some of these are quite noteworthy, including the imposing, Gothic fronted Woolworth Building.

We grab a coffee from one of the Starbucks in the area and sit in the park, by a lovely fountain to enjoy.
