Today, Bill and I walked from the ship
to the High Line. This was an old
railway line that was built up high to prevent the accidents that were
occurring when the line was on ground level.
The trains on this line delivered goods from the wharf to the
factories. Now, with truck
transportation, the trains are no longer needed and the track has been
developed into a walking track, with quirky art works and political
statements. There was a clock face with
the letters of the word, organization, where the numerals usually are. A prisoner with the caption, Tyranny is no joke. A picture of Donald Trump with the caption, Putin’s useful friend. A building leaning at a precarious
angle. There were paintings of people on
doors and an abundance of wild flowers.
After this, Bill went up to the top of the Freedom Tower. This was nostalgic for him as in the past he
looked down from Windows on the World in the World Trade Centre. Bill here: One of these photos shows the footprint of tower 2. The footprint of tower 1 is closer to the base of the new Freedom Tower. It was in tower 1 that the original viewing platform was located.
We left New York at 5:30 pm sailing
towards Charleston. It was an exciting
sail away as we saw many of the places we had explored over the previous
days. There were four members of the New
York Police Department and a pilot on board.
Not sure about the NYPD. Maybe
they have to ensure that nobody jumps ship.
They got off as we left New York Harbour, but the pilot stayed on till
we were out into the Atlantic. Between
the time that the NYPD officers got off and the time the pilot was to get off a
huge storm hit us and the pilot boat had to go to the aid of a yacht that was
in distress. Our captain said that we
may have to help as well if the pilot ship was unable to get the yacht to
safety, so we were in go slow mode with the pilot still on board. All went well for the yacht, but the pilot
boat had several attempts before he could get the pilot off our ship safely as
the pilot boat kept being pulled away by the waves as it tries to hold its
position alongside the Sea Princess. All
is well that ends well.






























































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