Whew! NYC wore me out…but it was GREAT!
So much to tell you. I hope I get this done before I have to go upstairs to do laundry (If I’m not the first person there on a sea day, I will never get it done.)
So, to go back what is now three days, there will be no report on Martha’s Vineyard. After a fairly bumpy ride on Saturday night, the Captain made the decision that the seas were too rough and the swells too high to use the tenders safely, so we skipped the Vineyard and floated around out at sea for most of a day. But that worked out as early Monday morning, we sailed under the Verrazano Narrows Bridge into New York Harbor. We got incredibly lucky with the weather for both of our days in NYC. From the sail-in until the sail-away, we had either sunny or partly cloudy skies. Temps in the 50s and 60s, so I was loving it.
Day 1—we sail in
My day started at 4:45 a.m. when I headed up to the Horizons lounge at the front of the ship to watch the city get closer. Then, around 5:45, we sailed under the aforementioned VN Bridge, past Lady Liberty and all the way up the Hudson to Pier 88. We arrived at around 8:00 a.m., and the captain made what I thought was a miracle turn into our berth… I came back in from shooting photos to warm up. Even though the temps weren’t that bad, the wind on the deck made it feel a whole lot colder. But I got some great pics, and here they are. Don’t forget; if you click the first shot, you can then scroll through with your arrow keys or by swiping…and PLEASE…don’t look at my photography on a phone. Please…
- Incredible sunrise to start the day.
- I am not going to caption all of these but…
- …I had to include them because I can’t decide which ones I like the best.
- The Narrows Bridge…
- From both sides
- Coming into the city…
- …with the World Trade Center in view.
- The Staten Island Ferry from New Jersey to the Island.
- No words here.
- Or here.
- I really appreciate the color of the ferry.
- Can you tell?
- Lady Liberty at her finest.
- With the ferry in the foreground.
- And closer. The lady was on our left as we sailed up the Hudson.
- This was on our right.
- I believe this is the original Customs House.
- 56 Leonard Street. Known as the Jenna Building.
- It seemed like there were so many more buildings than when we were there five years ago.
- The sunrise was spectacular.
- This is Little Island.
- A man-made, Gaudiesque island on the Hudson.
- Largest pilot boat I have ever seen.
- The leaning condo of NYC.
- The Empire State Building almost disappears amidst the new construction.
- Not sure I could live in this one. Not sure how the elevators work???
- Looking up 48th Avenue from our berth for two days.
Day 1–The Whitney and a High Line walk back
After a quick breakfast, the entire group (minus one who was still not fully recovered) set out to the Whitney Museum of American Art. We had pre-purchased tickets to see their collection. We had planned this because we were on the East Side of Manhattan, and the gigantic Columbus Day parade was on the West Side. We would head that way tomorrow. The main reason I wanted to go to The Whitney was that they have the largest collection of paintings by my favorite American artist, Edward Hopper. Sadly, not a lot of them are displayed (BOOH!). But we still enjoyed our two-hour visit. Then we walked across the street to see The Little Island up close and personal.

The Little Island. Taken from the outdoor viewing area of The Whitney Museum
The Little Island is one of the newest parts of the waterfront. It is entirely man-made and very reminiscent of the Gaudi architecture in Barcelona. The entire island sits on what looks like flowers coming out of the water, but once on the island, you would never know it. We walked all over the island. There’s an amphitheater, food stands and some incredible views up and down the Hudson. You will see them in a few minutes when I get to the midday slide show.
After our visit to the Little Island, we grabbed a quick bite of pizza in front of the Whitney, and Kathleen, Mike and Cathy took an Uber back to the ship while Steve and Jamie did a little shopping, and I set off to walk back to the ship via the High Line. If you are not familiar with the High Line, it is an elevated platform that runs from just outside the doors of the Whitney up Manhattan’s west side to just about where Vista was berthed. It used to be an old elevated railway but is now a beautiful pedestrian walkway.
I had previously walked the High Line on our last trip to NYC in 2018, but that was before sunrise when it was empty. This time was midday, and it was jam-packed with people out for a holiday (Columbus Day—which is still celebrated in NYC) stroll. As I walked north towards the ship, I shot a bunch of pics…and here they are. You know the drill. Don’t forget; if you click the first shot, you can then scroll through with your arrow keys or by swiping…and PLEASE…don’t look at my photography on a phone. Please…
- My three favorite exhibits at The Whitney
- Can you imagine showing up in these shoes and seeing this?
- An awesome display of clothing worn by Black activists in the 1960s. Can you tell what the gloves are about?
- Took some shots from the outdoor gallery on the Whitney’s six floor. First, imagine King Kong here.
- The start of the High Line I would walk back to the ship on later.
- This new building which is obviously owned by Tony Stark. You can see Loki up there.
- Nothing like NYC architecture. It’s like they all compete to out crazy each other.
- The view from the highest point on the Little Island.
- Me being artsy.
- Looking down from the High Line.
- I shot this same photo from this exact spot 5 years ago.
- Some great fish sculptures on the High Line.
- And a super mural.
- Lots of art everywhere. Can you see the mermaid here?
- Loved the reflections. The skies were perfect.
- Different parts of the track are still in place…
- …from the original elevated railway.
- I love that they have kept them in.
- Did a little street photography.
- Loved the way she is looking at him. Like he is telling her his dreams for their future.
- Maybe the world’s largest sculpture.
- The reflections make the building almost transparent.
- Just liked this guy.
- Looking up 34th to the Empire State Bldg.
- The High Line ends with a huge yard full of old rail cards.
- Me being artsy again.
Our evening—sorry, no pics
After I got back and gave my legs a rest, we all met up at 4:15 to go to dinner at Kellari Taverna. Kathleen and I had eaten there on our honeymoon in 1999. We loved it then, but not so much now. Their menu had gone from traditional Greek to pretty much seafood, and we had all come with dreams of a great Greek feast. The only truly Greek dish on their menu was mousaka, but it was a vegan dish (are you kidding me???). They did have a tasty octopus that I liked and a nice Greek salad. At least their baklava was excellent.
Almost forgot to explain why we were going to dinner so early—we had tickets to a Broadway show! Come on, you can’t come to NYC without seeing a Broadway show. When we booked the cruise, one of the highlights was this overnight stay in New York. But one big problem—most Broadway shows are dark on Monday nights, and we were there…on Monday night. But thankfully, a few still run, and we were lucky enough to snag tickets to Six. If you have not heard of Six, it is the story of the six wives of Henry the Eighth. I know, sounds boring, right? But what a high-powered, amazing musical that turned out to be all about feminine empowerment. Each of the wives sang in the style of two of our current pop stars—for instance, Catherine of Aragon sang in the style of Beyonce and Shakira. And she and the rest of the Six could sing. Grab the cast album from your favorite streaming site and have a listen—an uplifting and energizing show. It is on a national tour currently, so if you get a chance, go see it. You won’t be sorry—we weren’t. By the time we were done with Six, we were exhausted, and it was back to the ship and bed. I needed to be up for Day 2’s predawn photo walk. More about that in my next post.
“I would give the greatest sunset in the world for one sight of New York’s skyline.” —Ayn Rand




















































































































