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Our first stop, like my grandfather was Ellis Island. Although closed for repairs when damaged by Hurricane Sandy, it was viewable from the outside. How uncomfortable it must have been for the immigants to endure. But it worked for millions of mostly Europeans looking for a better way. Wish it were still open. Think about it - one central point where everyone could be processed. Perhaps we should build one right on the Mexican border.
Off then to the Statue. Very impressive. A gift from France. Makes me wonder why they didn't follow our lead instead of thier own. Look where they are now!
New York City, Southern Manhattan. Ground Zero, Wall Street, Little Italy, China Town, Broadway, long walks and the constant sounds of sirens and honking traffic. NYC is a mix of eveything you can't imagine. The Old of street markets and authentic cusine, But also with a twist of the New way. Skyscrapers, high prices, taxes and over regulated government limiting the size of sodas, and the amount of stairs one must climb prior to taking an elevator. The latest clothing trends endlessly attracted my attention.
We're headin' south!
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