One of the main things that I wanted to do in NYC was to see the Statue of Liberty. I floated right by it when I was there 21 years before, but I wanted to get closer, so I made sure to get the tickets for it before we left for NYC. I loved the ferry ride over there. I always love a boat ride, and the views of the city were amazing.
Mike was surprised at how manly Lady Liberty is. He was very disappointed in her lack of lady like attributes. What a dork...but he does have a point. She isn't very feminine.
Mike and I walked around on Liberty Island, and I went up into the pedestal on my own. We had to go through security and I couldn't bring my camera bag up there. Mike valiantly offered to stay on the ground and wait for me :). There were 354 steps. I didn't have a ticket to go into the crown, but I got really close! I thought the whole thing was really cool.
I thought of the kids several times a day throughout the trip. I took a picture of this penny because I saw it on the ground and there wasn't a cute little Nate or Jason to dive after it. I picked it up for them and planned to tell them where I got it.
I loved seeing the pieces of the old every now and then. They have tried to keep things looking nice everywhere, but there is evidence of the old stuff here and there.
Inside the visitor center, they had a replica of Lady Liberty's foot. I thought the kids would like to see how big it is in real life. And how cool it is that the copper can turn such a beautiful shade when it's outside.
While we were waiting for the ferry, we saw that people had flipped coins into this trough type thing that ran around the bridge. I gave Mike the penny that I had picked up and he flipped it. He missed the trough, which makes me think that someone could probably come up with a lot of cash if they dove down there looking for it.
The ferry took us to Ellis Island next. I was really looking forward to that part of the day. I have read several books that discuss the Island and I love learning more about that part of history. I was surprised to know that immigrants went through that area until 1954. It made me want to research my ancestors to find out if they were processed through Ellis Island.
We went on a self guided tour with these head set things that told us the history of each room. This picture is of the main hall. I imagined the awe that it would inspire as people came through and saw that big room after spending weeks and months on a boat.
We walked around that building in awe of what people sacrificed to come and live the American dream. I am very grateful for the life that I live because people dared to make a better life for themselves and their posterity in America.