Well, Hooters last night was cheap & cheerful - good food, good prices, and nowhere near as sleazy as could have been anticipated. Installed Tiger when we got home, and fell straight asleep - whacked.
Up bright & early this morning, and took the subway downtown. Unfortunately, we only discovered when we got onto the train that anything behind the first five cars wouldn’t reach the platform, at our stop. So after a few stations of getting out & running to the next carriage, the conductor called out to us, and told us which carriage to get into =) Made life a little easier!
Once we got off, Colm followed everyone else off the train & out of the station… I went back to look for directions, and we finally got headed in the right direction for the ferry to Liberty Island! After that, it was hurry-up-and-wait time, first for the tickets (which we’d ordered in advance), then for the security check - which was *weird*. You walked into a machine, stood on the right spot, it puffed air up your shirt half a dozen times, then you waited for the green light… Apparently, the air is meant to dislodge any explosives particles you might have on you - then the air gets analysed, to check. There was also the by-now-usual x-ray and metal detector.
The Statue of Liberty was fairly un-impressive, but I got some nice pictures. We had some fun taking photos, as Colm had forgotten the memory card from his camera (having taken it out last night, to put pictures online). So we both shared mine, swapping it from camera to camera (mine doesn’t have the features he likes, and his is too complicated for me!) - but we got all the pictures we wanted in the end.
Then, it was onto the ferry again, and over to Ellis Island. This was much more interesting, although throughout the whole museum there were only two mentions of Ireland - a picture of an Irish washerwoman/housemaid, and one of a Cavan family. Seemed a little scant, considering the proportion of US immigrants that came from our shores. But the museum definitely made the whole trip worthwhile. Just as we were finished, the ferry was pulling up, so we ran out and made it. By the time we got back to Battery Park, it was about one o’clock, and unbearably hot.
We made it back to Times Square for a Planet Hollywood dinner (it was *yummy*!), and now we’re back at the hotel, digesting for a bit before we head off to Coney Island, and the Cyclone rollercoaster! Yay!