Long day planned, including trying to see a musical if possible.
My friend Brayden gave me a couple of websites in addition to tkts, so I bought a wednesday matinée ticket for Matilda. Aside from completing one of the remaining 101.1001 items, I wanted to see it again, enjoyed it when I saw it in London in 2012.
Headed via subway to the tkts booth at south street seaport, apparently fewer people. Got there 25mins before they opened at 11am and there was already a fairly long line. Helpful staff members were there to answer questions. Looking at the list of available shows, my first choice was Fun Home. The couple in front of me was after Fun Home too. USD82 including fees for a ticket in row A, which probably meant first row.
Walked around South Street Seaport, where I used to visit a lot. The A&F was still in its location but there are many other changes. Construction too, blocking some of the view of the river.
Had lunch at Smorgasburg. Unlike the Prospect Park version, it was more like a food court with 6 stalls. Had the lobster roll again. I ordered without fries but they put it there anyway. When I pointed it out they said have it for free. Washed it down with a beer, much needed on a hot day.
By then it was lunch time and I’m glad I’m not in the industry anymore. Millions of people descended on the surrounding areas for lunch. Good thing was there seemed to be an explosion of food trucks. Found a little peace and quiet, and aircon break at the Church of Our Lady of the Rosary near Battery Park. It is also the site of the shrine for Elizabeth Ann Seton, the first American-born saint. Walked on to Wall Street to see the charging bull (too many people, impossible to take a picture without people).
More walking brought me to Ground Zero. The first sight was the very tall and very impressive Freedom Tower. Quite awestruck. Where the towers were are now two reflection pools, with names of the victims carved into stone surrounding both pools. Time for reflection and a prayer to remember the victims. 69 people at CF, I still remember the remembrance book that was for some reason in my office. The mood of the visitors felt more like tourists taking selfies, although everyone was respectful, no loud kids running around.
I also made a point to visit the survivor tree. A volunteer told us the moving story. A callery pear tree was found in the rubble and someone noticed it still had a few leaves. They took it to a nursery in Brooklyn and nursed the tree back to health. When the memorial site was being built, they moved the tree back to the site where it stands between the two pools. Now it’s totally thriving and is a symbol of hope and survival.
Wanted to find 222 Broadway for a pic, walked the wrong way and endup in near City Hall, Brooklyn Bridge and uptown. Too hot and tired to backtrack. Took the subway back to the apartment for a rest. Had early dinner of steak and fennel, meaning I didn’t need to find food near Times Square, always a bonus.
Times Square was as loud and overwhelming, even more so, that I remembered. Millions of tourists and neon everywhere. It was good to absorb the atmosphere for a bit, then it got too much and I quickly headed to the theatre.
Yes, definitely first row at Fun Home. It was a circular stage so I was smack bang in front of it. If I stretched my feet out I was already touching the stage. The show was wonderful, the stage setting gave an additional intimacy, it was like we were actually in the antique family house, the funeral home (the “fun home” of the title), the dorm room. So close that I could reach out and touch the actors, and even saw the tape holding their mics behind their necks! I’m glad I caught this one before it closes in September.