Being a spontaneous, late in the day sort of thing, I hadn't beefed up on what's what or what's to do in Staten Island. Short of having seen Madonna's Papa Don't Preach video a hundred or so times and having heard that Staten Island is the most suburban of the five boroughs, I really didn't know what to expect. After disembarking the ferry, Nick and I walked up and down a few quaint, but lonesome streets, eventually stopping by a local bar where a bunch of 20-somethings were blowing up inflatable palm trees and wrapping buckets in bamboo-print material to make festive stands for tiki torches.
At this point, chilled and completely caught up on our 90s popular rock, we headed back to the ferry. And while I didn't see Madonna in her Italians Do It Better t-shirt, I did watch some French rapper shooting a video on the outer deck as we passed Ms. Liberty clutching her glowing torch.
It was a good day.