Going to see the Statue of Liberty is an immense undertaking. To get tickets to see the inside, they must be booked at least six weeks in advance and can only be used during a specific time period. We, of course, didn't get these tickets, but we did see the statue up close. The hours and hours of waiting in lines, being herded by distinctly unfriendly people into and out of the ferry finally paid off. It's strange to think that people in the toursm industry, and a lot of the people working in clothing stores were not friendly at all - more along the lines of rude. ;) Only in NYC.
In fact, yesterday when we went to see shows, we were yelled at by an 80-year-old usher because we were seating ourselves (there was no usher at our aisle). As far as random people off the street, when we were visiting the library, a guy asked if he could get by us or if we were going to call the cops on him because we were white and he wasn't. Oh yeah, and if anybody in the subway station asks you what the greatest nation in the world is . . . . it's a donation. ;)
There is a website http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/ where you can find sooo many hilarious things that were, of course, overheard in New York. That is one beautiful thing about NYC - the other, of course, is being yelled at/heckled by crazy people. ;)
After seeing the statue and the beautiful water and skyline, we went to Ellis Island, saw the receiving room, and saw my grandparents' names on the Wall of Honor. Concluding the day of patriotic sightseeing, we went to see Ground Zero, where construction workers were plugging away at who knows what, and people in expensive suits walked by the desloate brown wasteland where the WTC used to be - quite a contrast.
Our last night in NYC was a lot of fun - we went to Lombardi's for dinner to try NY pizza in Little Italy with Mary Tait and Charles Petersen. Mary was kind enough to share with us a secret of haut chocolate lovers: http://www.vosgeschocolate.com/ and she even gave us a delicious box of truffles in exotic flavors (meant to reflect the makers' world travels). So good!!!
Anywy, we ordered their specialty Clam Pie, and another with mushrooms and pepperoni. Mmm. . . thin crunchy crust pizza. Delish. We finished the night off with a bottle of Prosecco at a nearby bar, and were joined by Clint Froehlich and his friend from Australia, Cressida. It was a great reunion of L-town natives, and we guessed the largest population of Lewiston people in NYC (all in the same place). . . possibly ever. ;) After a trip to another bar, and hours of catching up, we decided to be responsible and head home to rest up for our early morning car trip . . .
Jack Venbrux and Maria van der Sloot Venbrux
Lombardi's - Clint is on the cell phone 
Charles, Nick, Marissa, Mary, Clint - L-town homies
2 comments:
Seeing your family names on the wall at Ellis Island is WAY awesome. Seriously, for a history nerd like me I'd call that the highlight of a trip! :)
Carly you have to come to Boston - it's heaven for history nerds. ;)
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