|La Traviata (Source)|
As you can see they are working on upgrading the infrastructure on Peck Slip so the middle of the street is a construction site. Peck Slip is wedge-shaped because the centre used to be open water where the ships were moored. About 1810 the centre got filled in and was used as a market space and eventually became a parking lot and walkway. There was some talk of making it a nautical-themed park, but I'm not sure if that is still in the works.
The photo below shows the oldest building on Peck Slip (from 1807) with one of the towers of the Brooklyn Bridge just peaking over the elevated roadway on the right side of the photo. Although this is not from the same time period that our relatives lived there, which was back in the 1660s, it is the building that has the most historic ambiance so I was drawn to it.
William had printed off a very interesting walking tour of Greenwich Village that we followed (which he found here). It featured lots of the place Bob Dylan and Allen Ginsberg and other lovelies hung out/lived/wrote poetry/played music/threw up/got into trouble etc. Great fun!
In the photo below you can see a close up of a poster on the door of Cafe Wha? that was part of our tour. I'm not really much into music, but even I've heard of almost every one of the musicians that got their start at Cafe Wha?. It still is a live music venue although it has a very run-down appearance, but really this place should be a museum.
|Carnegie Hall Weill Recital Hall|
The long tubes across the centre hall of the Guggenheim were one of the art installations. It wasn't until we got up close that we realized those coloured parts were liquid. It must have been difficult to install across the great open space. They looked really beautiful with the light shining through the coloured sections.
And then it was time to go. Sniff. Sniff.
Isn't that a great photo we got out of the airplane window. Amazing to think we had been walking through Central Park and right past that big reservoir just hours before.
It was a fabulous five days. We saw lots. We did lots. We walked lots! My mother wore a pedometer and according to it she walked over 40 kms and William and I walked further. There is so much to see and do in New York that you never feel like you have enough time. Mind you that was all the energy I had as we got home on Sunday evening and it was right back to work the next morning, which meant I dragged myself around all week.