I saw three ships

The three Cunard Ships met tonight in New York Harbor and I'm so grateful to my grandmother and mom for sparking my interest in the idea to attend. What a wonderful spectacle in New York. It was Sunday night, I was feeling cozy and nestled into my apartment, but I took a chance venturing out into the cold weather to partake in the happening down in Battery Park. There were people lined up against the railings, but it seemed very laid back and relaxed for the most part. I wasn't sure what I was going to see, so when I left the subway and entered Battery Park, I squinted to see out into the waters around the Statue of Liberty to see if there were ships anywhere. I didn't think I had seen any, but that was all made clear as soon as I rounded the fort next to the water. Just as I came around the corner, I was greeted with the monstrous sight of the Queen Mary 2. It was enormous. Enough to make me actually exclaim "wow" as she passed by. It was like witnessing the Titanic in person (the whole one). I overheard the older couple next to me conversing with a younger woman about how they had actually been aboard the Queen Mary 2 when they came over to America! How awesome is that?

I waited around while the QM2 puffed out to Liberty Island and waited for the other two to arrive. After feeling colder, and more liquefied, and with no other ships in sight I ventured into Starbucks, where I had a hot apple cider, and shortly was able to see the next two ships pull into the harbor. It was amazing. I ran back down to the park just in time to see the fireworks display! So wonderful! I wish my grandma could have been there! Although, when I arrived the second time, it had just started to rain. I didn't really care. Watching all three of those ships pass through the harbor, for the once in a lifetime event was worth it.

The final two ships, the Queen Elizabeth 2, and the newest ship, the Queen Victoria had American songs drifting from it's balconies to all the spectators. Suddenly the sky filled with burst of color as the fireworks started. Fireworks in New York are a sight to see, they truly fill you wish awe and wonder. I was so struck by the entire experience, I wish I could go back.

Several minutes passed, the fireworks gave their grand finale bow, and the crowd clapped and cheered as the three ships carried on out of the harbor. It was raining pretty hard by this point, so I turned to leave, and as I did I heard the last of the ships give a long, low blow of it's horn. It echoed around the harbor, through the rain. The other two ships followed suit, and so as I walked away, I could hear the reverberations of those low tones that only a ship can give. Spectacular! It was worth the rain!