Sunday, October 09, 2016

A Trip to Fresh Kills

BBF and I took a little Sunday trip when I was in New York for the annual comic book convention. I'd bought us a field trip for his birthday, the sort of thing I do all the time, but the sort of thing he mostly does when I make him come along with me.

I'd bought us two tickets on a boat trip to the former Fresh Kills Landfill, now underway to becoming a park.

Unfortunately, the afternoon was overcast and rainy, which put a real, uh, damper on things. One of the lecturers on the yacht was someone I'd met once, but she didn't remember me, so I didn't say anything. We left from Chelsea Piers--I can't visit that place without remembering my 30th birthday party on the Lightship Frying Pan when she was anchored there. I remember reasoning with myself that I should have a big party on the scale of a wedding, since I'd never have one of those. I wasn't wrong, it turns out. Even 20 years ago, I knew me pretty well.

 We motored out past home—hi, Jersey City!—and into the harbor, under the Bayonne Bridge and past Elizabeth, past the Goethals Bridge, and finally to Fresh Kills.

The best part was the quick look we got at the ship graveyard off Staten Island.

The trip was a bit of a letdown due to the gray sky and the constant chattering by the lecturers, but the experience wasn't one I've ever had before, and BBF enjoyed it, so it was worth skipping an afternoon of comic-book-dom to check this out.

I tried making a sunny day in Photoshop. 

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