Vacation Day 1: Planes, trains, automobiles, ferries, subways, taxis, and shanks' mare. Wandered around Manhattan and took the ferry to Staten Island. Panini shop, comic shop, greasy spoon, chocolate shop, bodega. Lots of parks. New Yorkers; bonus Australian. Sunshine. Maybe sunburn?
Saw the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island from the ferry, it's cool to think we're kinda reverse-tracing some of our ancestors' steps from England and Scotland to the US.
The hotel we stay at in Manhattan was built in 1901 to house sailors between gigs. The rooms are TINY: 50SF, with bunk single beds; it's much like a train or steamship . But it's $100\night in the Village! It housed the Titanic survivors. This week is the 102nd anniversary. Hopefully the ghosts won't mind the company.
Totally spent, may go to bed soon, despite it being only 10:30. Feel like a wimp, and want to wring every moment out of the trip, but got very little sleep on the red eye flight thanks to the kid behind me. Oh well, just means the bagels will be nice and fresh in the morning!