We’ve been exploring some surprising corners of our city near and far over the past couple of weekends, mostly on the water. Everyone knows about Manhattan Island, sold for $24 of junk jewelry, but there are many other less heralded isles that make up this city, hidden in plain sight.
Last weekend, tipped off by the newspaper, we traveled by ferry and bus to the Snug Harbor campus on the northwest side of Staten Island. I’d vaguely heard of this site before, but had never actually made it. It’s an expansive set of buildings and grounds, founded in the 1830s as a self-sustaining community of retired sailors. A bequest paid for the dormitories and common buildings, many in a handsome Greek Revival style. The place today has the look of an unkempt college campus, as the buildings have been repurposed for many uses, or left alone. One white-columned building is now the new home of the Staten Island Museum, a homely collection of art and curios. The opening weekend celebrations were very much a local affair, but it was a good reminder of the borough’s oddball history and at times fractious relationship with the rest of the city.
On the ferry ride back we say among some Jehovah’s Witnesses from Louisiana. We gave them directions and they gave us tracts.
This past weekend another island was on the menu: Roosevelt Island, which I had even less experience with. It was sure a pleasant and interesting surprise! This very skinny island sits in the East River between Midtown and Queens. It serves as a resting point for one of the Queensboro Bridge’s three piers, but the bridge deck is high above the level of the low-slung island. Access is only via one very deep subway station, or the aerial tram. The subway station was closed, so we had to take the tram. What a nifty ride it is! The old-fashioned cable cars swoop one at a time high above the city to a height of twenty stories, affording magnificent views up and down the city, before dropping quickly down to the terminus on the island itself.
The island is extremely skinny and mostly straight. We were there for a race, and the route along the waterfront promenade allowed for magnificent views of the river traffic and the two skylines. It seems close enough to Midtown to toss a baseball, and yet the sky is wide open above. There are many new, fancy looking apartment buildings (progress is slowly replacing the prisons and mental hospitals that were the historic use of the island) but at the northern end we saw some older structures and even a small lighthouse. There’s even a Starbucks! I hope we can return soon and visit the Four Freedoms Park at the southern end.