
Looking down one border of the monument to the South World Trade Center Tower.

The water cascades from the names of those lost which cover the perimeter to the first plateau then quietly moves to the void.

Outside the restrooms on the 2nd floor of the 'W' Hotel across from the WTC.
Meredith got us tickets to the World Trade Center Tour (weeks or months) ago. It is not something one just walks up to do. There is lots of security like at the airport but somehow faster with everyone “rowing the boat in the direction it’s going” instead of a lot of resistance and a feeling that all this is unnecessary. We were in line with hundreds, maybe thousands who all had timed reservations. I really expected nothing but a lot of construction having read of all the political and financial wrangling. I was amazed at all that’s been done. One skyscraper is more than 1/2 way up. The two ‘bathtubs’ (negative fountains) are so beautiful and appropriate. They reside on the exact footprint of the north and south towers and seem so small and easy to apprehend when compared to the enormity of what happened. I was a little worried about if Meredith was ready for this and very pleased to see she was. The mood was somber, respectful of the situation, but instead of being overwhelmed, we could all just take it in.
The WTC Museum a year away. We talked to John Byer, who works for the museum, last night and can only just imagine how spectacular it will be. Ah, another excuse to visit NYC.
We threaded through part of the Wall Street area, Zucotti Park where all the recent demonstrations about the 1% and tent cities were all over the news just a few weeks ago – now empty, clean and full of people enjoying the good weather. I love this city!
We walked across town to the Southstreet Seaport area where TKTS has an office for cheaper theater tickets. The operation is much smoother than the last time we waited in line. This time we had a cellphone link to Meredith as well as employees from TKTS walking the line answering our questions. The big board had good prices, but the Internet via Meredith won reasonably-priced tickets to Jersey Boys on Broadway tonight!
Next, it was time for an authentic working man’s bar – Jeremy’s Alehouse. Some of the clam chowder in Manhattan complete with bras of all sizes, colors and styles hanging from the ceiling. It was all I could do to keep Cathy from making a donation!
Moments later after lunch we stepped into a trendy coffee emporium that made Starbucks look old fashioned.
We met Meredith at the Delta Grill on 9th Ave. for Cajun before heading to the theater. One MUST know cross street for directions in Manhattan. Knowing the address of the Delta Grill (700 9th Ave.) helps not at all when talking to a subway agent. “What’s the cross street??” Out comes the iPad and when I told him the cross street was West 48th St., we instantly got directions about the proper train, direction and stop, which way to turn when leaving the station and how far to walk!
Jersey Boys the best!!! That’s all I’m going to say about that.