Remembering

The first I went to New York was in 1995, and that’s when I took the picture you see here. It was taken from the ferry to Liberty Island. At the time, I was on a business trip to Connecticut, and in a free day I took the train down to Manhattan; in that single day I went to the top of the Empire State Building, the top of the WTC, Liberty Island, Wall Street, Chinatown… it was a very busy day. And no, this picture was not photoshoped; I guess the colours are a result of the Sun being almost directly behind me at the time.

I’ve been to NY a few times since then, but I never went up to the top of the WTC again. The last time I was there was in early 1999. Still, NY is a kind of a “magical” place; the events of 2001 touched everyone who has been there, even those of us who were not directly affected.

Today, five years later, is a good time to remember what happened, and to think of those who suffered with the attacks, both in NY and DC.