yesterday i went to staten island on the ferry with marc, we rode the train from the top to the bottom, got off at the bottom, having no idea what was there, and everything was quiet. it was at the bottom of the island. there was water, dock remains, rocks, and silence. it was sort of industrial across the water but it was oddly beautiful at that place. we walked around the neighborhood a bit, and didnt find anything but large houses, and quiet suburbia. went back to the train, rode back to the top, and took the ferry back to town.
anyway, it was a nice day. day 1 of exploring new york.