Aforementioned husband being a first time visitor to the city and not seeing the Green Lady might be just a tad too much, so I resigned to the fact that we at least had to squeeze on the Staten Island Ferry for a quick passing by. The Whitehall Ferry Terminal looks decidedly sharp after the rebuild in 2005, as does the South Ferry subway stop with those beautiful three dimensional glass tree walls created by two Brooklyn artist brothers.

The ferry is still free and as usual full of tourists fighting for a spot by the railings for that obligatory photo moment. I was looking for a long lost friend for a better view, but apparently he had the day off. Once he actually let me drive the ferry, but I guess those good old days are long gone. Today it´s all about safety says Mike and laughs, a ferry employee for the past 24 years. He promises to tell my old neighbour that I said hello, and off we skip to the mainland.