On my way to the island I spied this lovely lady.
The schools I consulted for held their workshop at the Cultural Center (aka Snug Harbor). When I first contacted them, they highly recommended a walk around the grounds.
At first I thought that little guy was a statue on the bridge, but the closer I got, the more skittish he became.
On the way back to Penn I had a completely different view of Brooklyn and Manhattan.
While watching the scenery escape me, I was amazed at the difference of air quality. There was a factory or two on part of the island. It had this dull brownish haze lingering around it.
I thought I had pix of Manhattan from the ferry, but I just realized that I couldn't quite grab a clear shot without a pole or someone's head in it.