Thursday, December 10, 2009

Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island and Blue Man Group

They said it couldn't be done but Goldfish and I actually got up and out the door and on the subway in the morning, riding with folks going to work on Wall Street. We started the day in South Manhattan, taking the ferry out to the Statue of Liberty, and then Ellis Island.


We had absolutely perfect weather, but the wind was kicking up pretty good.



We had tickets for the base of the monument so we did the 190 steps to the narrow observation platform surrounding the base.


A view of the inside construction - simply amazing! They only allow 25 people per day to visit the crown observation area, so those tickets are pretty much impossible to get - we were pleasantly surprised we could get into the monument base as those passes can be hard to get later in the day or during the busy season. What was interesting was the level of security required to get into the Statue of Liberty - well beyond any security encountered on the trip, even exceeding the screening to get into the White House. There was basic airport-type screening to get on the ferry, then another much more thorough screening - including an air puffer blowing in all directions to test for explosive residue - to get into the base of the statue.


They did a great job with the Ellis Island Museum, the displays were very well put together. Goldfish and I both loved the old photos. One thing I was struck by was that we were the outsiders, in some ways, as many folks were coming to Ellis Island to trace their lineage and arrival in America whereas both of our families came over long before Ellis Island was screening immigrants, my ancestor arriving not long after the Mayflower. English was definitely not the most common language heard throughout the morning - lots of French and German.

This just kills me - don't get me wrong, the Ellis Cafe had great food and we had a wonderful lunch there, but Fisherman's Delight and Fish N' Chips made with - POLLOCK?? No cod, no haddock? Pollock - really?? In New York?



This is the World War II Memorial in Battery Park - loved the eagle!


This ultra-modern building next to a small traditional church made for a great image.

We had a great time at the Blue Man Group performance tonight - unfortunately we only have the one photo with Goldfish's eyes closed. I got pulled out of the audience and made to dance - now that was interesting . . . . .

I've got to get to bed, there are rumors of another early start tomorrow as we revisit Southern Manhattan for the walking tour and then hit the Metropolitan Museum of Art in the afternoon / evening as we try to squeeze the last bit of juicy goodness from New York before we head to Boston.

I've got lots of thoughts but by the time I get the pictures selected and posted it's past my bedtime and my brain is empty. I know we are having an absolute blast, every day has been great, especially time with family. The cities have been great but that is balanced by the fact they are - well - cities. There was a shootout just a block or two from where I'm sitting yesterday that could have ended much worse if the suspect's MAC-10 pistol hadn't jammed after 2 rounds, leaving 28 rounds in the magazine. While we were in DC there was that horrible multiple police officer slaying just across the river from the apartment, the scene visible from the balcony. All reminders we are a loooooong ways from Unalaska Island . . . . . .

11 comments:

Bren said...

I would have love to see you dance with the Blue Man group. LOL, seriously! Just for your info. we did have a relative come over on the Mayflower. Just need to get that genealogy done.
love ya

Suzassippi said...

Love the photos--it's like a mini-revisit for me! One of the things I love about being in NYC is the variety of languages one hears everywhere. Ellis Island is pretty magnificent, isn't it? I found myself wondering how all those people were feeling as they sat in those benches and waited for a medical exam and processing by complete total strangers.

ZDENNY said...

A man named Finite awoke and found himself in a sinkhole full of quick sand. He was sinking very slowly and knew that he would meet certain death.

A man came along who had holes in his hands. The man threw Finite a rope and told him to grab it and he would pull him to safety.

Finite looked at the holes in the man's hands and said, “Your not real.” “It is not scientifically possible for a man to live who has holes in his hands.

The man with the holes in his hands looked at the guy a little puzzled and said, “You are in a sinkhole and about to die. Your response to my help is to say I’m not real?”

Finite said, “Well, I like how warm the sand is and I really don’t want to get out. Second, I know I am having an illusion because it is not possible for a man to have holes in his hands and still help me out.” Therefore, morally I like my plight and scientifically, you don’t exist being a mere projection of my mind.

The man with the holes in his hands said, “Listen, I was sent here by my father to help people out so please let me help you! I will take you to my father’s mansion where you can enjoy life for eternity. Obviously, death was not able to hold me in the grave because the holes in my hands are proof that I overcame death. I now have the power to save you so grab the rope!”

Finite put his fingers in the ears and said, “Now I know I am hearing things because there is no such thing as eternal life…Everyone dies so I am going to take my turn and just enjoy this warm sand until the end.”

The man with the holes in his hand said, “If you won’t grab the rope, then I won’t be able to help you…please, please take the rope and I can pull you out. Have faith my friend.”

A few moments later Finite sunk into the quick sand and out of sight. Finite was surprised that he did not die as expected. He just sat there surrounded by sand, unable to move, unable to breathe, unable to talk with his fingers in his ears. Finite tried to comfort himself by thinking, “I would rather stay here for eternity than believe that the man with the holes in His hand could help me. Faith in that mirage is irrational!!

So Finite sat in the quicksand for eternity. Day in and day out for eternity Finite was always thinking about the man with the holes in his hands. He would comfort himself thinking, “It was better to not have faith than to believe something that didn’t make sense.”

The man with the holes in His hands continued to call him for the rest of eternity; however, Finite could not hear his voice because he had plugged his ears.


The Lesson

If you are not with Christ, you will be thinking about Christ for eternity anyway... so have faith.

Bloviating Zeppelin said...

REALLY like the shot of the statue eagle with the building in the background, AND would very much have enjoyed viewing the dance with the Blue Man Group!

BZ

Lori said...

Awesome pics - so rich and blue in color. Cool you got to see Blue Man Group - I have always wanted to see them live. I bet it was worth every $$ spent and luck you to get picked to dance - LOL! What an awesome vaca you and Goldfish are having - can't wait to read more!

Lori said...

Oh, and no we're not in Kansas, I mean Unalaska anymore - kind of depressing especially since you don't hear about this and it's quite the shocker when you visit.

Mystic said...

Wonderful pictures today! YAY for the Met! I LOVE it and can't wait for pics!

AlaskanDave said...

Steve...ya gotta disable the anonymous posting...these dirtbags are everywhere

Nice tour you're taking us on..thanks-a-lot

Dave...

Alaska Steve said...

Lori, yeah - if you want a really blue sky, point up! Overhead is always lots more blue, especially in the city. Dave, I should disable but I hate restricting comments and some of my family don't have Blogger accounts and comment anonymously sometimes . . . .

AlaskanDave said...

Got that Steve....

Keep up the good work

kabri said...

Love the Alaskan Pollock menu!!!!!!