It is hard to track down. The doors only open every 30 minutes, and you have to exit and then re-enter every time they do. It rocks, literally.
In order to save money and yet still go out and have an adventurous time in Manhattan, Tanner, Dan, and I decided to venture out into the world and take a long walk. We were going to take advantage of of what we had available to us. First stop: bite to eat at Crif Dogs, quintessential way to start the evening. It was here that Tanner, obviously fueled by the brain enhancing qualities of a Spicy Redneck (crif specialty hot dog: Bacon wrapped dog, deep fried, topped with chili, coleslaw, and jalepenos) make the bold decision to head south. So we marched south, to the very tip of Manhattan, and it was from here we headed out into the night aboard the best bar just outside of Manhattan: The Staten Island Ferry. It is free, it has a bar that serves $3.75 16oz Heineken, it is about 10-20 degrees cooler than anywhere in the city, and it has the most supreme view of the Manhattan skyline I have seen so far. We rode the ferry across to Staten Island coming within a few meters of the Statue of Liberty, drinking a cold beer on the 30 minute trip over, and let cool salt water sea air cool us off. Once you are at one end they make you exit and then re-board, and then it was back towards our island, another beer in hand, and the beautiful towering skyline in our sights. Best Bar Not Quite in Manhattan.
I took quite a few pictures aboard the ferry, but the water was fairly choppy, and the camera settings had to be set to night conditions: blurry pictures abound. Here are a few of the more recognizable shots.
The night didn’t end here. After returning to the south end of Manhattan we began our trek home. In Manhattan even the shortest walk is packed with anything you can imagine, but a long walk makes you feel like you are seeing the world. First we encountered the beautiful hundreds of years old buildings of the tip of the island, and then passed into the tower and stacked buildings of the financial district. Huge buildings tower over clean cobble stone streets with blockades strewn across the streets to stop any 4 wheeled traffic. We skimmed by Wall Street, and all of the other phenomenal structures somewhat in awe of how imposing they look lit up at night.
We traveled through the clean and quieter streets of Downtown, and entered into the sea port area, which turns out is a bustling but quaint little spot in town! At this point we stumbled onto this beauty which reminded me of of Mr. Tebay: After the sea port we moved up through the deserted and filthy streets of Chinatown. Didn’t take any pictures here, I was too busy covering my nose from the foul stench of the rotten food that was dumped into the streets. Not a big fan of Chinatown. Chinatown connects to the lower east side, connects back into the East Village, which contains home. Adventure grande. On foot: the only way to see New York.