|Statue of Liberty from hotel|
We were late and the security lines were long but the line moved quickly. Jim had to remove his belt; everything had to be screened. It was sobering considering what we were visiting. The whole museum was sobering. It reminded me of the visit we made to Dachau many years ago. So many people and yet so quiet. Seeing bent beams and melted fire trucks; hearing voices from last phone calls from WTC Building 2, watching the "breaking news stories" with a younger Matt Lauer and Katie Couric, walking next to the Vesey staircase which many took to survive--it was an amazing experience. We didn't spend much time in the grounds. The trees were bare, the ivy covered with tarp, and the fountains were off.
We had a more successful subway ride to the Franklin Street exit in Brooklyn and a pleasant walk past the Medgar Evers campus of CUNY to the site of Ebbet's Field--a request on Jim's list. We walked past a huge housing project first and then had to double back to pay homage to "yesteryear" at the site of the project. We shared a Subway sandwich and then another subway ride back to the hotel for some down time.
After several communications by text with Dan, we settled on meeting at Otto Enoteca Pizzeria (which I found through Open Table) and then an improvisational comedy performance at 8 pm in Greenwich Village. We took yet another subway ride to W4 (Washington Square) where we had been in error earlier in the day--and a cold walk to the busy restaurant. My glass of wine cost $1 less than my $16 pasta but both were great. So was a taste of the olive gelato that Dan ordered.
Over 16,000 steps--many of them on subway or museum stairs--and my leg ached all night. But what a day for New York memories!