Here's the Flatiron building. It's where Peter Parker works.
This was some amusing scaffolding in the fasion district - the entire block is geared for women so it was funny to see that they even tried to make the construction look pretty.
I especially liked seeing the faces of all those who had sacrificed their lives in the performance of duty. It made the sacrifice seem a little more real for some reason.

Here are some shots of Trinity church which we loved.








This big tree root is on display outside of Trinity Church. It is from a tree that used to stand outside nearby St. Paul's Chapel. Apparently when the twin towers fell the Chapel was used as a place of refuge for the recovery workers. It is right there by the twin towers site but came through without even a broken window. Church history declares it was spared by a miracle sycamore on the northwest corner of the property that was hit by debris. The root of that tree was bronzed and is on display at Trinity church now.

This one's for you Joe.

An illustration of the dangers of standing up while riding in the double decker tour buses. Check out how low those traffic lights are.
Posing in front of the Brooklyn Bridge.
There were a few boats at the South Street Seaport that we were able to tour.
Satelite dish on the side of this historic 100 year old boat. Maybe there would've been less mutiny back in the day if the sailors could kick back and watch some direct TV. Who's watching it now, I'd like to know?
Brooklyn Bridge tower with gothic arches.
Now, you've gotta love Chinatown. Frankly, I wasn't interested in buying any junk to clutter up my house with, though our tour guide gave us some helpful tips on bartering (act insane). When Derek and I went to scope out Chinatown and I got a wiff of the AWFUL smells, it became my #1 objective to get the heck outta there. If these next few pictures don't at least SORT OF gross you out, you served a mission in a foreign country. Either that or you've had food poisoning multiple times in your lifetime.






Little Italy is now basically one street. They were having a festival that week - the feast of
San Gennaro. Little Italy wasn't much either, but we DID get a big kick out of these signs.

Here a cop was directing traffic and this trucker started arguing with her about how he should've been able to go. It was hilarious because she was just arguing back while traffic was going on around them.

We ended the day with a meal at Stromboli's pizza. This is a chicken and lettuce pizza. One of my favorite meals while in New York.
Derek and I were trying to figure out what in the world we did after dinner on Monday. It turns out, not much. We tried to stop back by FAO Schwartz just to find it closed for the second time, then tried to get an internet signal in Central Park with not much luck. We were trying to get tickets for either the Daily Show or Colbert Report or something. Unfortunately, you have to check their website and then they email you and you verify it and we didn't have internet connection long enough to make it work ever. Oh well!