It was the last day of our road-trip and we wanted to end it on a high note. So instead of venturing back in to the heart of the city where none of us felt comfortable, we decided to pack our bags and head out of the city. To the nearby Bear Mountain State Park.
The weather was getting hotter and I was getting more tired of it. My skin was irritated and burning and was showing no signs of improving. We decided to head to Central Park to find a place with less traffic and more space and fresh air.
When I think about a city, I think about New York. But if this is what a city is, I never want to live in one. A town is the best I can do. Today was the first day to really explore New York and I can’t say I liked it too much. I don’t regret coming or staying for two more days. I mean it’s definitely one of a kind and worth seeing, but not worth returning to. It’s simply too crowded, too hot, too humid, too expensive and overrated.
The day itself started nicely when we took the East River Ferry from Queens to Downtown. We were able to enjoy the cool breeze, beautiful skyline, all the bridges and plenty of space. After departing from the first ferry we went straight for the next one, The Staten Island Ferry. We took that one back and forth and saw the Statue of Liberty from as close as we were going to get.
The day was here, the day to drive to New York City. We knew it was going to be the hardest one yet but we had no idea just how difficult. The traffic was crazy. There were firetrucks, taxis, pedestrians, trucks and bikes. All mixed in together too tightly.