I walked past the site of the worst event that has ever happened to my country. Where the World Trade Center once stood there is now an empty hole, and a huge one at that. There's a 40-story building shrouded in black tarp. I initially thought that this was intended as a sign of respect, until I peered up under the tarp and saw the entire facade of this giant building was torn up; pieces of metal, twisted, boarded up windows. It looked like the trailer parks you see on the news after a tornado hit. But this was a 40 story building.
I saw some moronic tourist getting her picture taken in front of the site, smiling and all. I thought to myself, "what are you going to do with this picture when you get it developed?" You might as well blow it up poster size, and frame it with a caption "I am an idiot." It's like having a picture of yourself smiling in front of a grandparent's or parent's casket.
Ground zero was not a "destination" on our New York itinerary. But it's in the middle of Lower Manhattan, so you will see it when you're there. For me it brought home in a very visceral way the events of one of the saddest days of my life: September 11, 2001.
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