Stephanie is Stacey's first cousin, Pat's daughter. Steph comes in regularly and stays with us. She designs and manufactures clothing for young women so she's in town for shows where buyers and sellers meet to display, sell and buy their wares. Her husband, Ray, usually stays home and takes care of business down in Atlanta. So this was a special visit for us - Ray was coming to town!
We took Stephanie and Ray for a tour of our fair city.
We've long believed that one of the greatest tourist attractions in the entire city is a walk across the Brooklyn Bridge. So we headed for the heights - Brooklyn Heights. We would park our car, trek across the bridge and then walk or take the subway to other destinations. But first, I drove over to the Brooklyn Heights Promenade. I stayed in the car while Stacey showed our guests the view of the skyline across the East River.
Stacey takes Steph and Ray to the Promenade in Brooklyn Heights.
After a quick view we parked and climbed the steps that took us to the Brooklyn Bridge ped/bike path. It's a long walk across the bridge but one that's well worth it. The Bridge, completed in 1898, is a architectural miracle that sit's aside two centuries. With its granite arches and steel cables it harkens back to an earlier time. But a new city has grown up all around it. It sits astride the East River in full view of modern steel and glass skyscrapers and bears the weight of the thousands of cars entering and leaving the city all day (and all night).
Steph and Stacey chat while Ray admires the brdige.
The Manhattan Bridge and Dumbo are in the background.
Ray and the Bridge.
It was a fabulous un-New York summer day -- cool and dry with a brilliant
blue sky and puffy white clouds. Delicious!
A View of Wall Street and the skyline.
Granite arches against a blue and white sky.
Cameras, cameras everywhere.
Should we buy it? Looking at IPods at J&R.
After the bridge walk we showed our visitors J&R, one of New York's fabulous discount electroni cs store which is opposite City Hall. They ended up with an Apple Ipod and lots of accessories. We crossed Broadway to show them the splendiferous Woolworth Building lobby. When we got there we were greeted with a sign out front: "No tourists beyond this point." What?? We couldn't believe that the hysteria had gone so far as to prevent sightseers from sightseeing. In we went, past the sign, past the warning. Two young women were on duty at the attendants' desk. "Don't go any further", we were warned as we approached the desk. But when she saw my Dump Bush button the ice was broken and we were allowed to explore -- but no photos. Well, if you want to see more of the Woolworth building, just click here.
Afterwards we taxied up to the 2nd Avenue Deli. Ray was hankering for a sandwich that he dreams about but can't get in Atlanta: salami and bologna (don't ask) on rye with mustard. The rest of us settled for, um, pastrami and kasha knish and a bowl of very good mushroom barley soup.
Ray - at the 2nd Avenue Deli.
It was getting late and our car was back in Brooklyn on the other side of the Bridge. We hopped on an A train at West 4th Street and took it to High Street in Brooklyn. A short walk took us back to our starting point. We drove home, rested for an hour and then headed back into Manhattan -- the theater awaited (Sly Fox with Richard Dreyfus). I'll sleep well tonight.
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