Monday, 24 June 2013

New York: Part 3 and Final

Our last few days in New York were a blur of sight-seeing, shopping, eating and trying to cram in as many city memories as we could. We hadn't yet done 9/11. Or the financial district (yawn). Or the Brooklyn Bridge. Or the High Line. Most important of all, we still hadn't been to the Converse shop where I was determined to buy Immy a pair of bright pink All Stars. 2 days left, and counting.

In summary.

We went to the 9/11 memorial. I cried. Cried again in the museum. 11 pregnant women lost their lives that day. Just ordinary people - wives, moms, daughters, sisters. The memorial is devastating. And beautiful. Serene. Hopeful.

And that Survivor Tree is about the most beautiful tree I ever did see. Chains and all.





Our wonderful Brooklyn Bridge photos were taken by Rob, because when we went the first time that sunny Friday afternoon, there was someone contemplating leaping off it. So, the bridge was closed - because that's New York for you. He went back later while I hit the shops. For shame.


Late Friday afternoon, we were joined by our American friend, Chris. Chris and Rob met a hundred years ago at a kibbutz in Israel, and have seen each other a grand total of once in about 13 years since then. They remain great friends. Chris took a long flight from Texas to join us for a brief overnight visit in New York. Whiskey bars and ale houses, long conversations about profound and not-so-profound things, and sunset on The High Line. I just love - love - this photo of the two of them.





I'm feeling a bit nostalgic tonight. Maybe because we've just finished watching all 6 seasons of Sex and the City re-runs...just so we could look at each other and say 'we were there!' Our trip feels like a lifetime ago, so this really is goodbye. To New York, to our friend Chris (because who knows when we'll see him again) and to feeling for a week that we belonged in what must be the most vibrant city in the world.






Goodbye NY. Until we meet again.



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