|Financial District, Lower Manhattan|
|New York Stock Exchange building|
Maty would have none of it. "I'm going to get a picture," she said and waded right into the melee. I followed close behind.
The mob resisted. One particularly obnoxious fellow stood right in front of the bull, snapping pictures as if he alone had the right. A woman screeched at me and pushed my shoulder as I made my way forward. But Maty made it past them all and posed herself next to the bronze beast's snout and I screened off the photo-snapping solipsist. In one swift motion, I focused and shot. You can see the result below.
|The Wall Street Bull|
|George Washington praying for a miracle at Valley Forge|
|Maty and Oomie|
|Alice in Wonderland|
I was taken aback by the price, but having secured a seat at the table I was too embarrassed to walk out. And let me tell you, it was worth it. The sandwich was over-stuffed with pastrami. No lettuce, no condiments, no tomato. Just pastrami on rye. And it really was the best pastrami sandwich I've ever had.
Maty met me at the Prospect subway station and together we made our way back to South Ferry, where we caught the Staten Island ferry back home. A long, rewarding day and we were both exhausted.
Another day in New York City. Let's see what tomorrow brings.