Liberty and Justice for All
Trip Start Jun 03, 2008
72Trip End Aug 12, 2008
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Good Morning Manhattan. We got up early with the intention of taking the first ferry out to Liberty Island. The best way to do this without waking up at 4am is to drive. Mr. Smitherstein assured us that Fridays in the summer the traffic was 40% lighter. He wasn't wrong yet on anything else he had guided us on in the city.....so we gave it a go. Clark drove over the river on the George Washington Bridge, down the Parkway on the west side of Manhattan and without event found a spot in Battery Park Park in just an hour. It was a miracle to be from the land of the deer to the land of the skyscraper with such ease. We loaded on to the ferry line-free and away we went to the old gal. We disembarked and strolled around the island, taking hundreds of photos, all pretending to hold up a torch just like everyone else. When was the last time you saw a few hundred people smiling with their right arm raised? We re-boarded the vessel and went over to Ellis Island where we wandered about for a couple of hours. First, we went to a live play re-enacting the immigration story of Bella Lugosi, which was interesting and entertaining for the youth. Then, Ellen and the kids worked on an interactive exhibit attempting to locate her grandfather's manifest in the Ellis Island archives ultimately, without success. Meanwhile, Clark got mis-placed, strolling from one exhibit to another in the renovated building. Thank God for cell phones or he would still be in New Orleans.
Back on the mainland, we were greeted by street performers and an acrobatic show
City Hall was our next destination to meet up with our niece, Erika. It had been years since we had seen her and the kids were especially enthused to see their cousin again. We all walked to South Street Seaport and enjoyed an open air dinner and several street performers. After getting re-acquainted, we parted ways with the Griswolds lingering just a bit to checkout the historical "tall ships" in the port.
We actually found our car AND our way back home to "the neighbors", fully enjoying the views looking back at Manhattan from the George Washington Bridge and the Hudson from atop the bluffs.