We were off to the South Street Seaport. It was our last day in New York City so we drove and parked in a parking garage somewhere near Battery Park. We got out and begun wandering through the Financial District. We were right by the statue of the charging bull. Unfortunately, however I did not take a picture of the statue. I think it was because I was distracted by the commotion of a street fair. We found ourselves in the middle of a food festival. It was great timing too because it was lunch time and I was starving. We sat in a small park, the Bowling Green, facing the National Museum of American Indians. I sat and consumed a giant Italian sausage.
We were headed to the water to make our walk from Batter park to South Street Seaport. We passed by all the people asking us if we were going to see the Statue of Liberty. But that was not our destination that day. We kept walking; we walked past the Elise Island Ferries, we passed by large ships and helicopters. We kept walking and walking. I was confused because I did not think that the South Street Seaport was that far away. We weren’t sure if we had walked to far or if we had not walked far enough. We stopped and asked a construction worker for directions. We were told that we were at the South Street Seaport and that Hurricane Sandy had knocked it completely out. They are currently in the process of rebuilding. This served as a good lesson for both traveling and life itself. You never know how long something will last, thus you must seize the opportunity while you can. Yet, the water was still beautiful even though there was no shops on the shore.
At least the area away from the water was still in tact. We wandered in a couple of stores and sat at the picnic tables. There were food trucks lining the street and they were in the process of putting up a Christmas Tree.
Unfortunately, it was time to leave the peace of the waterfront. We weaved through streets, back to our car to signify an end of our New York City trip.