big apple fall:
Jason has put together a handful of photos that make me wish I was in New York City right now. I have only visited the ‘Big Apple’ once, that was in January 2000. The three days my buddies and I spent there seemed to go by faster than the 5-hour trip on the Greyhound bus from D.C.
As ‘touristy’ as we could be, we had to see all the famous landmarks, the Statue of Liberty included. After missing 2 ferries, we only made it to Staten Island at around 5:30 pm. We ran to make it inside, and felt so very lucky when the line to go up into the statue was cut two people behind us. We breathed a monumental sigh of relief, and waited patiently as the line of people snaked it’s way up inside… slowly, very slowly. When we eventually reached the top, a couple of girls in front of us were not impressed when I joked “See guys, I told you so… there’s nothing inside a woman’s head!”
While my friends scampered down the steps to the base of the statue, I found the descent particularly trecherous: the spiral of steps leadidng down is particularly steep, the steps are very small, and I couldn hardly see where I was putting my feet. This was complicated by the fact that I am 6’ 3” and the clearance height between one level of steps and those above it certainly felt less than that - as multiple welts on my forehead attested. Needless to say my ‘friends’ had a good laugh about it when I finally made it down.
