I quickly got our free tickets online, printed them, and we were set. For some reason I thought it would have been more challenging to get tickets, but I was wrong. It was a breeze.
We had some time to waste in the area before our tickets were valid, so we wandered. In Battery Park we found these awesome street performers. They were a group of high school students who donated all of the money they raised to the 9/11 Memorial. The three of us ended watching them for a while...
When our time arrived, we wove through the zig zagging lines outside, then inside, and then outside again. We went through security and everyone around us became quieter and quieter.
When we finally rounded the corner and saw the memorial, it was filled with people, but extremely quiet. The three of us followed the cues of everyone else and quietly walked in toward the south pool. While we watched the water cascading down into nothingness Laura Beth said something that has really stuck with me. She said, "this is the one place where we are all the same." I think she put it perfectly. The three of us had walked by plenty of monuments and memorials throughout the city. And yes, plenty of people were stopped to take pictures, but they didn't mean much to us. The 9/11 Memorial, on the other hand, is the one place where we are all the same.
We took plenty of photos, visited the north pool, and peeked into the museum that is still under construction before leaving the memorial.
This is a place that I highly recommend visiting. I thought the tickets would be a pain, but I had never tried, and I was proven wrong. So, jump online and get yourself some tickets, I promise, it will be well worth it. Everyone should go, because as Laura Beth said, it "is the one place where we are all the same."
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