Trip Start Apr 10, 2008
9Trip End Apr 17, 2008
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After that I carried on walking south on Broadway until I came to Ground Zero. There are no pictures of it here because it just didn't feel right taken pictures of where so many people lost their lives so recently. It felt very eerie there, almost like people were still walking around in a daze, getting on with their work in silence not daring to mention what had happened. I looked around me and imagined the horror that people must have felt as the ash and debris raced towards them as the towers collapsed
I walked on and past the church at the top of the street where so many people must have sought refuge in the aftemath, then went into Borders and had another hour of perusing books, an obsession that I really need to shake off! After that I ended up walking down Wall Street, watched a news reporter to a piece to camera and then watched as he talked to the public about whatever was going on that day.
I managed to get horrendously lost when looking for the subway, even after a very nice man in a suit gave me directions, I admit I was paying more attention to his gorgeous face than to what he was saying and that made me more lost than I was already. Anyway somehow I ended up down by the river (oooh reminds me of a Springsteen song!) I walked past a memorial to, I think, Vietnam and Korea, although I'm not sure. Then I passed the NYC Police museum, I thought about going in but didn't, something I now regret.
Anyhow I finally found the Subway after a long but thoroughly enjoyable walk and then headed back towards the hostel and Times Square. Feelling totally knackered I went for a sleep then woke up again to go on the night bus trip to Brooklyn. The weather wasn't good so Brooklyn Bridge wasn't as magnificent as it could have been but still it was pretty nerve wracking going over the Bridge on the top of a double decker, I was sure we were going to topple over the side
Brooklyn seemed a world away from Manhattan, much more suburban and residential; I loved the old Brownstone houses and seeing all the basketball courts on the end of the streets, something we don't get in England and something I associate primarily with America. I also admit, rather sadly, that I got excited seeing where Judge Judy used to work, I do love her way with words and her tough stance!
Anyhow returning to Times Square I found a little juice bar called Jamba Juice that, it turned out, made the nicest juice smoothies I have ever tasted. I doubt there is one in London but man, it was goooood!
I ambled down around and found the TKTS booth, and bought tickets to see Chicago tomorrow night, I'm so excited as I love the theatre. After that I nearly got knocked down by a Verizon van but made it to the other side before going back to the hostel and to bed.