Friday 29th May 2015
The last time we were in New York was 1975. We sailed from England on a Soviet Union ocean liner. ( Here we are getting our little Fiat ready to load up on the deck. The trip took 10 long, long days. (Poor Rose was horribly seasick on that wavy Atlantic ocean.)
Our ship, the Mikhail Lermontov, in the background hit some rocks off the coast of New Zealand and sunk in 1986. It apparently is now one of the biggest diveable ship wrecks in the world.
We meet the Captain of the ship the last night aboard. That’s Dean wearing a tie and I’m wearing a dress I bought in Morocco. The staff spoke hardly any English and the library only had books on Lenin. Classes on learning to play the balalaika were one of the most interesting pastimes. However, there was all the vodka and caviar you could scarf down.
We sailed into New York harbor. There are the Twin Towers behind Dean
Here is the new One World Trade Center in the background.
Just by my (right) pigtail is the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island on my left side. I was not allowed off the ship until the immigration officers had checked my X-rays. I had to stop in at the US Embassy in London and get sets of fingerprints also. We had been married for a couple of years by this time but maybe the USA was afraid of another British invasion.
The Lady and I got older but we are still hanging in there.
Our $85 a night plus tax campground is a parking lot but we can see the Statue of Liberty and are next to a marina. No complaints for such convenience.
The 9/11 Memorial was a sobering experience.
The best part was seeing this pear tree. It was reduced to a 8ft stump at Ground Zero but was nursed back to health and is now over 30 feet tall.
We walked uptown, downtown and everywhere in between. The subway and ferries were handy extras.
Since Dean is my personal stockbroker, a trip to Wall Street was in order.
Oh dear, this was as close as we could get to the New York Stock Exchange. Barricades everywhere.
At least Dean got a new friend, the Bull of Wall Street. Hopefully he got some good stock tips. Diesel fuel is going up and we still have a long way to go on this trip. Buy oil stocks. Don’t buy oil stocks ???????
None of that bad NY attitude for us. We had a nice long chat with this very nice officer guarding the stock exchange.
I was surprised to see so many fresh produce stands. The stuff looked good and prices were better than we had been seeing at supermarkets.
These guys were everywhere delivering food to?
Dean, think carefully about those oil stocks!!!
We had to stop at the Apple store.
Down a glass staircase was the hugest Apple store I have seen so far and packed to the gills. We own a bit of Apple stock and enjoyed seeing all those shoppers.
Times Square was, well Times Square.
A good stop for a coffee and bagel.
A nice shot of the city from one of our ferry trips.
Of course we had to have pizza, and of course it was delicious.
We hoofed over the Brooklyn Bridge with about another million tourists. I saw thousands of locks attached to every available surface. Had to google to find out these are “love locks”???
Still a neat bridge to walk over.
This is REAL city parking.
Our poor feet are worn out. Onwards to Connecticut.