Here’s the last installment of our recent NYC trip.On Sunday after a delicious breakfast of scrambled eggs, sausage links, fruit and bagels, we again entered the city through the Holland tunnel. We picked up our Step up Guide, James, and were off to Ground Zero and St. Paul’s Chapel.
Husb and I went to St. Paul’s Chapel first, directly across from the where the World Trade Center had stood and were awed that it had experienced no damage when the Twin Towers fell. We were amazed at how close it actually was. It was a miracle that only a tree had fallen to the side missing all the important structures. Some of the grave stones dated back to the 1700’s. For eight months this had been the volunteer relief station, a small church with four bathrooms.
Next we went across the street and visited the building where the monument to the twin towers was displayed in miniature. There was a short documentary on spouses of lost loved ones. There was a small room where one could record their story of how 9/11 changed their life. And of course there were souvenirs for sale.
James had given us thirty seconds of silence on the bus before we were let out. And after we were all back on the bus, he gave his story as we drove past the pre-school where he had been when the airplanes struck, a few short blocks from Ground Zero.
Later that day we went to China town where I bought presents for family members and souvenirs for my self. We ate at Little Italy for dinner.
Monday we went to Rockefeller Center and watched the ice skaters. We watched the today show awhile. And we got lost looking for the bathrooms, leaving by a different door in the under ground maze. We went to NBC and had their tour, seeing Dr Oz’s studio as one display. I played Tom Brokaw in a news cast next to a preteen from San Francisco who played the weather man. The news cast ran closed caption throughout the building while we were there. I would have liked to see myself but we had to leave immediately after the news cast not to miss the bus.
Even though we had three hours at Rockefeller Center it just wasn’t enough time to do all the things we wanted. I would have loved to tour Radio City. And had lunch. We forgot to eat lunch. We nibbled crackers back on the bus on our trip home to Northern VA. And we didn’t go hungry since we stopped every two hours at full station rest areas. I even won a big Mr. Goodbar candy bar and a bag of Chex Mix-Peanut Lovers, in Bingo, during our drive, and didn’t get car sick once. I got a little queasy during some traffic on Route 7, but we were almost home. Yes I kept the best seat on the bus and others didn’t complain. They understood. We had a great trip and were glad to be home.
What were you doing on 9/11 when the towers fell? Tell us your story. I would love to hear it.