Chelsea Market. Big let down. Not quite the giant market it was described as on the Internet. But quaint shops and reconnected with an "old" friend.
Cocktails and lunch with Kelly at Maritime Hotel. Recommend! Kelly walked us to the subway station and pointed us in the right direction before she disappeared onto her own train. Apparently, New Yorkers call them trains not subways. Rode the train to the 9/11 Memorial. Stood in line longer than we spent inside the memorial. It was beautiful and very moving.
Shopping at Century 21. Overwhelming! Never thought I would say that. Look at the time! We flew down broadway through the financial district to catch the Staten Island Ferry.
The cloud cover made it dark and foggy early so the pictures of Lady Liberty are not great.
Front of the ferry. Cold wind in the face. Manhattan skyline after dark. Only 4 crazies attempted it.
Next stop, Brooklyn Bridge. How do you get there? Walk, of course. In the cold, misty rain. Buildings damaged by Hurricane Sandy. Flooded. Constant hum of pumps and generators.
A little lost. A lot tired and cold. Sheila's hair was soaking wet. Original plan - cross the bridge, eat at Grimaldi's. New plan - take a picture, turn back, and find pizza somewhere else.
Back to the dilemma of finding the correct train to get us back to the hotel. Success! We rode 2 trains and only paid 1 fare. Not too bad. Notice I said train. Becoming a native. Found brick oven pizzas. Waldey's. Look it up if you're in the area.
Souvenir shopping and milkshakes.
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