Sunday, October 28, 2012

nyc: day 1

so after the most uncomfortable plane ride of my short little life {bible} we touched down in NYC at 5:30am.
it was kind of awful because, well, it was 5:30 in the morning which was technically 2:30am west coast time.
but it was also perfect because we got to fly in with the world still dark and the NYC skyline all lit up.
pro well worth the con.

we taxi'd it over to our darling friends brett & sarah who were beyond kind enough to let us stay with them for the entire week.
they have a little munchkin named lilly and she and moi are pretty much besties now, as was evidenced on our trek across the Brooklyn Bridge, but more on that another day.
S&B {as in brett & sarah, not in the gossip girl sense} live on the cutest little street Brooklyn has to offer, as i seriously expected big bird to walk down the sidewalk at any moment.
after catching up and dropping our stuff off we hit the ground running with our journey to wall street.
at work i watch Bloomberg TV 24/7 so i have this sudden and honestly quite strange love for all things stocks & bonds.

 i made JM do a photo shoot in front of the NYSE and i am sure everyone thought i was cray because, let's get honest, this is not the most exciting thing NYC has to offer, but for me it was...

 almost right next door is federal hall where washington was inaugurated, and all tourist buses make a drop off. holy hannah!

to JM's dismay the bull is not actually located in front of the stock exchange, but rather a few streets down.
it took him almost all day to get over it.

 my dear friend MM made sure that we went to St. Paul's church down by ground zero, and we were so grateful for the recommendation.
this is the church that remained standing after 9/11 and now houses remnants from that day and the weeks after that make the heartache and pain of the event impossible to forget.
from the stuffed animals to the missing posters to letters from kids to their missing parents it was absolutely gut wrenching.
but then you go to one side of the church and see hundreds of origami cranes hanging. the cranes were made by families of victims in the Hiroshima bombing in japan and sent to ground zero.
and just when you are trying to grasp the pure evil that could do something like the bombing, you are reminded that there is still good in the world. 
and you cry a lot of tears.
or maybe that was just me.
in the courtyard of St. Paul's with the "bell of hope". 

 the steeple of St. Paul's, courtyard monument and the freedom tower.

we then ventured to ground zero to see the pools.  
this is the view of the freedom tower from the south pool, which once it is built will be the tallest building in NYC.

 the pools have the names of each of those who died on 9/11 carved into the stone around them.

the memorial site itself is beautifully simple and solemn. so if you are planning on going to NYC and want more of a museum type atmosphere, St. Paul's church is a can't miss.

around this time it was only about 10:30am and i was feeling the fact that i had been awake since 6:30am the previous morning, so we stopped for a wall street diet coke {duh} and then got in the 2 hour line to venture out and see miss liberty herself.

the last time i was in NYC the boats to liberty island were closed because of ice {go figure}, so i had actually never seen the statue close up.
she was magnificent. i might have cried. but that could also be from lack of sleep.  EEK!

we then hit up Ellis Island, which we quit half way through.
the cultured part of me will tell you it was because i was tired, but the uncultured part of me will be honest and tell you i was bored out of my mind.
i mean, i am grateful for them and all but if you have spent time with me when i have no food in my system you will understand JM's executive decision to quit the tour and go back to land.
i was also so tired i apparently forgot to take pictures. boo.
we subway'd up to Greenwich Village and ate dinner at the Jekyll & Hyde pub,
a fantastic find for Halloween lovers such as us.
the place was decked out from head to toe and every 10 minutes creepy things on the walls come to life...think rainforest cafe meets halloween haunt.

that night we saw Peter & The Starcatcher,
which was surprisingly brilliant and hilarious and cry-worthy all at the same time. 
i love the story of peter pan, and this puts a witty twist on the classic novel of the same name exploring the story of peter before neverland.
i might just maybe have started nodding off in the beginning due to sheer exaustion, so i nipped that right in the behind with an emergency diet coke during intermission.
at this point i pretty much had to make peace with the fact i was going to spend more money on DC than on actual shopping while in the city.
you do what you gotta do folks. 

and then it was back to Brooklyn for the night.
i haven't slept that well in as long as i can remember.
possibly because i hadn't slept in 48 hours,
but also possibly because i was in nyc...
a place that has always strangely felt like home.

1 comment:

  1. great post. i loved reading every word. you had a fantastic trip.. and did more the first day than many do in multiple days. sorry about the long line. I'm amazed that you didn't have a thousand people in your bull pic. there are always people hovering when i walk by. and you are in that little gate thingy?!? tell JM that surprised me too about the bull when i was trying to find him the first time.