I had a friend who loved to make fun of the Kirsten “Snaggletooth” Dunst movie “Crazy/Beautiful” by calling it “Crazy Slash Beautiful” and pretending it was a horror film. That’s not important or relevant except that it’s what I thought about when I decided that today was crazy/mundane.
It was my first day back in the office after vacation – only ~500 pieces of email, and I managed to plow through it all. I marked things for follow-up, deleted a lot and actually got a lot done. It felt so good. Then around 3:45, my co-worker asked me if I’d seen the plane that crashed into the Hudson. I looked at her quizzically and said, “What kind of plane? A little one or a big one?” “A big one. Like a 747 or something.”
Our offices overlook the Hudson from the Jersey side. There are NY Waterway terminals down the road a bit on either side of our offices. Therefore, everyone in my department was over at the big windows that look out over the river watching the ships rescuing people off the wings of the plane. Someone had binoculars, so we passed those around and got a closer look. By 4pm, all you could see was a tiny navy blue and white triangle sticking out of the water between the two red rescue boats; that was the tail of the plane.
And it wasn’t a 747, as news reports have clarified. It was an A320. Flying from LaGuardia. That’s only about 2 miles, as the crow flies, from that part of the Hudson. It was a little surreal and crazy. We stood there and watched until they started towing the plane back towards Battery Park. Then it was time to get back to work.
So. I don’t have photos of the plane in the water. I don’t have photos of the rescue boats that included the commuter ferries who were there almost immediately to help get the passengers out of the water and back to land. I do, however, have a photo of another part of the river, a little further down, from last weekend. I think it’s kind of nice, too.