Did I mention the hot and sweaty?
Up at the crack of 9 this morning to stagger about in a slow fashion and ultimately find some breakfast and go down to Trinity Church and Ground Zero. We weren’t 100% sure we were going the right direction, although we left the subway station from the southwest corner, which implied the right direction. Then, a couple blocks from the station, there was suddenly this huge, gaping hole in the city of New York.
We were going the right direction.
Ground Zero’s a little strange. It’s so… empty. A block of emptiness, a tremendous hole in the earth, where one expects there to be city. I can’t imagine how jarring it must be for New Yorkers: it’s shocking enough to somebody from out of town.
Planning to find St. James the Divine (or Unfinished, as Dor calls it) this afternoon, probably after a bit of food.
Oh! I won the Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers’ contest for the SF/F part! I’d tell you more about it, but I only have 45 seconds left on this ticket. :)