After leaving the spectacular SeaGlass Carousel on the evening of Wed. Dec. 11th we got on a bus and made the short trip over to the 9/11 Memorial Fountains. It was dark, cold, and windy by the time we got there, so not a big crowd.

You can’t tell in the picture but the names of the people who died are all backlit around the edges of the fountain. So moving and touching and sad.

this is the north memorial fountain, and the building with present decorations is One World Trade Center.

Across from the World Trade Center is the World Trade Center Transportation Hub and this is the Oculus, the main transportation hub.

inside is a mall and restaurants and so many modes of transportation and many, many people.

we took a train from there up to Times Square. at some point mom said she didn’t care about ever seeing Times Square again, and I have to agree because it’s always insanely crowded.

We wandered up and down 8th Avenue looking for a good restaurant. I’d hoped to find a quiet little Italian place, but we were tired and cold and just wanted food. We settled on a bar/restaurant that looked OK. We sat at the bar and the bartender mixed us delicious margaritas that we enjoyed with great happy hour tacos. Instead of quiet it was super loud, but it’s New York, you have to spend more time looking for a quiet place.

It was such a busy day – we walked more than any other days. We got to the theater to see “Ain’t Too Proud: The Temptations Story” and were just happy to settle into our seats.

the show was my favorite thing on this trip. the guys were amazing singer and dancers and i’d definitely go see it again. Really, really great and a wonderful ending to the day.

when we got out of the show we finally found a subway entrance but i was so tired on the subway that i got a little confused reading the map signs in our car. i read it wrong and decided we were on the wrong subway so we got on another one, and then had to walk a really long way to find yet another one. i got mad at myself for doing something so dumb, but at least we finally made it back to brooklyn…

ok then,

mrs. h.