Loads of songs about Staten Island, apparently, but the Wu-Tang Clan miss out to XTC in today’s song title shoot off. Not Andy Partridge’s greatest moment, but then neither was Tower of London.
Thanks for all those advising me to take the free ferry to Staten. The chances of us missing out on a freebie were lower than the chance of Draught Bass.
On the subway it’s advisable not to take photos, I guess, but then it’s probably not advisable to carry a baseball bat, either. Guns are fine.
Despite StubHub advertising Yankees tickets for $10, I never managed to get one, so I’ll never know whether baseball can manage to be as exciting as cricket, but I guess we all know the answer to that one now.
The views on the Staten ferry are well known, but that’s no reason not to show them again.
The jostle for viewing positions as the boat passes the statue is quite something. There must be a few hundred mobile phones in the harbour.
Mrs RM was disappointed to discover the Staten Island ferry takes you to Staten, rather than Liberty Island.
The disappointment eased after cold brew and cakes in Starbucks,
and the discovery of a sparkling new shopping centre in which to spend surplus bucks.
Most folk seemed to queue for a pretzel and then hop on the next boat back. I took James for a cultural stroll round St. George, which was a good deal grittier than expected.
But overall it lived down to its reputation quite nicely. And the brewery was closed.