We’re on our way home now. Dave’s driving, our ETA, according to the GPS, is 12:41am, GMT.
We had a fantastic trip, but I’m exhausted and ready to rest.
I realize I never wrote about the Richard Foreman show. Let me correct that very quickly.
It was horrible. It was the worst thing I’ve ever seen. It was total bullshit. I absolutely hated it, from the moment it started.
Which is too bad. I was really looking forward to it. And when we got there, and saw the amazing set it this tiny church space, and Richard Foreman was actually there, I was pumped-up and read for something amazing. But, no dice.
Okay, onto other things.
We made a couple stops after the Bodies exhibit. We walked down to Battery Park and walked around a bit, took a couple of pictures. Then we walked up to Ground Zero. It’s a big hole in the ground now. All fenced off. They have conceptual drawings of what it will look like, and it will be rather nice. The “footprints” of the Towers will be made into huge pools fed by waterfalls. They will be surrounded by a forest of oak trees. It’ll be peaceful.
They also have posters illustrating the history of the site and the Towers. Then there’s a timeline of 9.11.01.
I’ll be straight. I cried a bit. It was harrowing, despite the seeming plainness of the experience of standing outsidea big fence looking at what is now, eseentially, a construaction site. But somehow, it got to me.
Well, after that we walked to Dave’s car and drove to Krista’s office with Theatre for a New Audience, in the Archives Building.
And we’re off. On to tomorrow.