OLD DOGS—View from the tower scaled
OLD DOGS—View from the tower scaled

We took friends from Denmark on a visit to New York City, and it opened our eyes. Although John was born and raised in Brooklyn and I lived in Manhattan for 10 years, we found it completely engrossing to “rediscover” many of the iconic sights of New York we thought we were completely familiar with through the eyes of first-time visitors to the Big Apple.







We had an unexpected bonus when we parked—we heard the skirl of bagpipes and, looking down on it from the parking garage, saw the Tunnel to Tower Race honoring a fireman who bravely took that route to help others on 9/11. Below us were countless firemen, each holding a banner photo of a fireman who had died that day, and cadets all holding American flags. So we had our breath taken away before we even took our first exhilarating ride of the day.

What came next? We took New York’s most famous ride—the Staten Island Ferry… perhaps the greatest free ride in the world! Even if you live in New York City, if you haven’t ridden the ferry in a while, don’t wait…get aboard. I can’t imagine even a regular commuter on the ferry easily growing tired of the constantly moving scenery, now reflected all around by the mirrored column of One World Observatory rising above Lower Manhattan. The wind in your hair, the sun on your cheeks—5.2 miles aboard what has become one of the most beloved attractions of New York City.

New York

The view from the ferry is, quite simply, spectacular. You see the glitter of Lower Manhattan, the sprawling immigrants entrance building on Ellis Island, the awe-inspiring Statue of Liberty herself, the Verrazano Narrows and the graceful same-named structure that bridges them. Once we reached Staten Island, we immediately turned around and headed back to Manhattan to repeat our voyage from the alternate perspective.

Then it was time to wonder and reflect at the infinite pools of black water that mark the foundations of the fallen towers of the World Trade Center. Time to run a finger across the engraved names of the many innocent people who lost their lives that day. The pools feel much like the Vietnam Memorial in Washington DC. Dark and eternal and monumental.

Then it was off for total exhilaration—the 47-second ride up the Skypod Elevator to the top of the mirrored tower that is One World Observatory. Your path to the elevator lets you reach out and touch the bedrock that the Big Apple has sprung from. The elevator takes you on a ride from that bedrock through a flashing chronological depiction of centuries of New York’s development, before you arrive, a bit breathless, at the top of the tallest building in the Western Hemisphere. One hundred and two stories. And you wonder if the feeling of movement is simply from the elevator ride—or perhaps the sway of the building?

I can’t describe what’s next better than the Observatory itself does: “See Forever Theater:  Surround yourself with the rhythms of the city. This heart-pumping audiovisual experience sets up your first glimpse of the spectacular skyline. It will take your breath away!” Already, we’ve lost our breath several times, but that’s nothing compared to what comes next. The theater itself disappears and all you are left with is the stunning view from 1,776 feet in the air.

When we descended (just a bit) to the full 360-degree circle of the observatory, we encountered several of the cadets we saw earlier as they held US flags. I ask one and am pleased to learn that, in honor of their service that day, they are guests of the Observatory. We feel proud to be there with them.

We wander and wonder through the entirety of the Observatory, which includes a gift shop and restaurant. You can dine, drink, have your souvenir photo taken, rent a device-guided tour that let’s you pinpoint what you’re observing. Or like us, you can simply look and look and look. The incredible bird’s-eye-view lets you find the Empire State Building and the Chrysler in Midtown, look across to the New Jersey Palisades, see the Hudson (site of the famous plane landing? asked my Danish friend) see the Brooklyn Bridge and the Brooklyn Heights Promenade…and so much more.

Following our swift elevator descent from the tower (yet one more opportunity to gasp for breath), we enter a realm neither John nor I have ever seen—The Oculus. This soaring centerpiece of the World Trade Center’s Transportation Hub comprises 78,000 square feet of multi-level state-of-the-art retail and dining. And it is the entrance and exit from Path trains and subway lines. Next visit to the area, I am certain want to arrive here on a subway train and ascend to this giant wonder.

Photos credit to John Laudando