I am part of a rare breed of people living in New York; we are known as native New Yorkers. During my time in this great city, I’ve seen New York be an ethnically diverse city, a city in turmoil, a city in healing, a city awakening to become an economic powerhouse, a gentrified playground for the rich and an economic impossibility for the poor and middle class. I’ve seen the soul of the City ripped open by the actions of terrorists and I’ve seen the city rise from the ashes to become stronger. These are the things I think of when I really take the time to stop and appreciate the city I am fortunate enough to live in.
Christmas Day 2015: World Trade Center
Despite riding the train past the World Trade Center site everyday to get to work, I had never visited the 9/11 memorial. This year, while enjoying spending time with my dear friend Ron on Christmas, we took a walk across the very crowded Brooklyn Bridge, visited the almost completed Fulton Center terminal, and enjoyed meal at Black Forest Brooklyn Biergarten & Kaffeehaus.
On our way to the Fulton Center, we came across a water feature that was turned off. The water in this feature was gently rippling from the force of the wind whipping around the area. I found this oddity oddly beautiful and tried to capture it with my camera.
At the Fulton Center, I tried to take as many pictures as I could, but alas my camera’s battery decided to die and the only image that I was able to capture was a picture of the cross-hatched ceiling. This ceiling was architecturally stunning as was the rest of the space. It really warrants a visit if you are in New York.
Visiting the memorial was a sobering event. The two pools stands in the footprints of the former Twin Towers. The names of those who lost their lives on that day are etch in stone surrounding the pools acting as a protective buffer for the twin waterfalls. As I stood there taking photos like I was a tourist in my own city, all I could I think about was I should have come sooner.
After making our way back to Brooklyn via the good ol’ A-train, we enjoyed a yummy authentic German meal of Riesenbrezel (German pretzel), the Nurnberger (five small grilled Nurnberger pork sausages, apple and wine brine sauerkraut, roasted garlic mashed potatoes and the house salad) and the Schwartzwalder Kirschtorte (black forest cake with whipped cream and rum-soaked cherries between each layer) and vanilla ice cream. To read more about this delicious meal, visit Ron’s blog “Activities + Eats and Travels.”
At the end of this spontaneous adventure, I realized there is something cathartic about exploring the city that I’ve spent my whole life in. Getting to spend that time exploring the city on Christmas Day with Ron was icing on the cake.
What are some of the things you love about the city you grew up or live in?