The Chelsea High Line in an old freight rail line that has been converted into a garden/walk. Because it has something to do with rail lines, I foresee a small tax deduction.
From there we trained and walked to catch the Staten Island ferry. We missed it by that much, waited 25 minutes, then waited because of a delay caused by a medical emergency.
I didn't see much due to the fact that I tried to sleep. Im sure Annette took some pics. We got there, waited 25 minutes and slept for the return journey.
The things you do because they are free.
From there it was more trains to catch the Roosevelt Island cable car. It was here that Annette was accused of being rude by some stupid parent who thought that their child should have access to the world solely for her own use.
It was a good trip made even better by the port a loo found on the other side. From there we turned around and came back.
Today was the 3rd day without shopping. Should I be worried? Yes.
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