I walked down to One World Trade Center last night from Chelsea (with a pit stop at a very divey bar in the West Village.) It’s become a yearly tradition to walk along the Westside Highway every year and gaze up at the twin lights, which are so bright that they appear to be shining into infinity. This year was special as there was access to the memorial park at night, so visitors could leave flowers and pay respects at the water fountains. It was highly emotional, too much to put into words even.
I still haven’t been up on the observation deck at One World Trade yet, but it’s high on my to-do list.