We had a wonderful time at Great Stirrup Cay, which is a private, 250-acre island in Bahamas owned by Norwegian Cruise Line (NCL).
The cay has crystal clear water and soft white sand beaches. Swim, snorkel, sunbathe; there’s a mini Straw Market for shopping; midday beach-side BBQ for lunch; Hippo water slide: world’s largest inflatable water slide – 40 feet high, 175 feet long.
Lucayan Indians first inhabited the island, followed by the Spanish explorers, and the British. Slave traders were active in the 19th century. The cay was used during the American Civil War; then as an American base to fight German submarines active in the Caribbean during World War II. And before NCL bought the island from an oil company, the US Air Force used it as a satellite tracking station.
Swim or snorkel beside a school of tropical fish; or get a photo taken with a waiter-in-water.
There are things without which this city cannot survive: NYPD, FDNY, yellow cab, street vendors, to name a few. And there are things with which the city continues to thrive: street performers, among others.
New York City Police Department: There’s a fine line between their alertness and friendliness.
Fire Department of the city of New York: All of us know what their contribution has been (before, on, after 9/11). Don’t (therefore) hate the sound their trucks make.
Blue Boat: I see one of these every day from my apartment. Their reach is far and wide.
Yellow Cab: Ubiquitous, and the need of the minute.
School Bus: Safe and sound, and in shape.
United States Postal Service: They do deliver.
Deli: Coffee, croissant, muffin, and more.
Street Food: Devour it.
Laborers: The most ignored are the most hardworking.
Citi Bikes: Ride them.
Horse carriage ride: Harsh?
Solo ride is light ride
Scare the brave
Hug the loving
Street Performers: Talented, and though they do this for money, they won’t ask you for a cent.
This 150-foot stone and bronze statue of Fray Antón de Montesinos, donated by the Mexican government, is half the size of Statue of Liberty (305 feet). It faces the Caribbean sea on Santo Domingo Harbor.
Montesinosa was a Dominican priest who protested the way the Spanish treated the New World native Indians, and in a famous sermon in 1511, he courageously spoke against this ill-treatment.
His sermon triggered a fierce debate over the natives’ rights and their identity.
It’s a treat to watch these massive bubbles hogging some seconds of limelight. Unlike small bubbles that children determinedly burst, these big ones are spared the treatment. In fact, children are ready to shower them with love, without touching.
We visited the 9/11 Memorial soon after it opened to public on Sep 12, 2011. These pictures were taken then.
I’d like to quote what Barrack Obama, President of the USA, said on the occasion:
When people visit the 9/11 memorials in the future, they will know that nothing can break the will of a truly United States of America. They will be reminded that we are not perfect, but our democracy is durable, and that democracy — reflecting, as it does, the imperfections of man — also gives us the opportunity to perfect our union. That is what we honor on days of national commemoration — those aspects of the American experience that are enduring, and the determination to move forward as one people.
In Massachusetts, we experienced the mystery of Mayflower.
Mayflower II is the replica of the 17th century ship that transported pilgrims to the New World. The replica traveled from Plymouth, England to Plymouth, Massachusetts in the 1950s. The project was meant to commemorate the United States-United Kingdom cooperation during World War II.
How midtown Manhattan with its towering Empire State is juxtaposed (not literally, the Hudson River’s in between) with the work-in-progress illuminated 16-foot sculpture of the Super Bowl Roman numerals XLVIII, in Hoboken, New Jersey.
A fellow blogger’s article on suicide in Niagara Falls An Open Letter To The Lost was well received. I loved the piece so much that it lingered in my mind for days and yesterday, I began looking for the pictures that I’d taken when my wife and I were at the Falls.