I haven't been to NYC since 9/11 and we have all been wanting to see Ground Zero. I'm not sure why but it's a personal need to see it. We have been there in the towers. We watched the attacks and watched the buildings come down. We sent whatever aid we could to the rescuers, the survivors and the victims families. We prayed and watched the cleanup. I was personally offended by the attacks, and enraged.
It's hard to describe the scene. It's hard to size it up. It's 6 stories deep and 4 acres of utter destruction that has been cleaned up. The subway running right through that hole. The cut steel foundation supports dotting the sides of it. It's huge but it doesn't look that huge until you see the stairwell over on one side and a set of doors on another. They look tiny and then you realize how huge it is. It smelled odd. There were hundreds of people with us there and many languages could be heard. Subdued and sober. Many people just quietly staring. I have the utmost respect and feel gratitude to the people who cleaned it up. Respectfully separating the human from the steel and broken glass. God. What a hard, hard thing to do.
We left in a bit of a funk. Agitated. Well - the sun was getting close to the horizon and we had no idea where the water taxi place was. How were we going to get to the other side of the Hudson?! We walked to North Cove and it was beautiful. What a beautiful place, parks and playgrounds - just wonderful. We walked for what felt like a mile or two and found the Water Taxi. I loved the Water Taxi - and so did the 5 y/old (and the 8 y/old and the two other 40-somethings)! It was fast, it only cost 5 bucks and the kids rode free. Bada-bing-bada-boom - on the Jersey side in no time. Our funk was cured with a cold beer and some grub and we were on the road back to Philly.
Now that I know about the Water Taxi - I will go to NYC more often. I'm scared to death to drive in Manhatten - not that driving in Philly or north Jersey is a piece of cake...
I feel bad about the 5 y/old. She was very whiny and didn't want to hold hands. She wanted to be carried everywhere, which is out of the question with our old backs and legs. She wasn't too fascinated with the Statue - but she was fascinated that someone spit gum onto the side of the ferry and wanted to take a picture of it. LOL! At the eternal flame and sphere in Battery Park she thought that she could just take a beautiful picture and poem that someone had left in remembrance. Couldn't understand the flowers left in the fence around Ground Zero. It had to be explained that many innocent people were killed that day and the people who love them and miss them leave something that has to stay there to show that they are not forgotten. They will never be forgotten.