Day 277: Saturday, June 8, 2013
Port to Port: New York City
Underway: 0:00 am Motor Off: 0:00 pm Miles Traveled: 0 Stayed At: Mooring
First Things First: First grad party for our nephew, Kurt – Congratulations! Sorry we couldn’t be there but we were thinking about you.
Mile to Mile: After a wet, lumpy and way too short night, we thankfully awoke to sunshine and calm seas. What a difference a day makes. We only have a little less than 3 days to pack in some new family memories so sleep can wait (but hopefully not too long).
So, we got up with the sun at around 5:45 am and the phone rang about 6:00 am – Jess’ plane had landed in Newark (yah!) and she was getting on the train to Penn Station where we were going to meet her in about an hour. The rest of the day was a blur – we hung out our wet clothes from the day before, bailed another 2”+ of water out of the dinghy, dinghied to shore, walked to the grocery store to get bagels for breakfast, walked to the subway, took the subway downtown to Penn Station, waited for Jess to arrive, bought two coffees, found Jess, walked to the subway station back to Garrett’s apartment, stopped to get 2 more coffees (for Jake and Garrett), walked to Garrett’s apartment, made bagels for breakfast while the girls and Jake got ready, ordered tickets to the 911 Memorial for this afternoon, finished breakfast, walked to the subway to go downtown to Battery Park, waited in line for the Staten Island Ferry, took the Ferry across to Staten Island (it’s still free), took lots of pictures of the city skyline and Statue of Liberty, got off the Ferry and right back on the Ferry for the return trip, wandered through Battery Park, walked over to Wall Street to see the charging bull and stock exchange, cut back towards the east river to see the South Seaport shopping area, hopped on a bus up to Little Italy, got off the bus a little early and saw Chinatown, had pizza in Little Italy and rested. Time for a new paragraph.
The next stop was Washington Square Park and Union Square where we needed another rest, on to another subway down to Wall Street again, found Garrett and got in line for the 911 Memorial, paused to remember and reflect on everything that happened that day and since (and remember our last visit here 11 years ago), get on another subway back north to Garrett’s apartment, relax, order Thai takeout to celebrate Jessica’s belated birthday, chat, say goodbye, get ice, walk to the marina, dinghy back to the boat early enough to watch the sunset and finish a number of boat projects (clean cooler, put away now dry clothes, charge electronics, write blog, pack stuff for tomorrow) before crashing for long and much more peaceful sleep (we hope). And we get to do it all over again tomorrow. Woohoo! We wouldn’t miss it for the world.
