Felices Fiestas

“The main reason Santa is so jolly is because he knows where all the bad girls live.”
― George Carlin

H a p p y   H o l  i d a y S !

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Christmas Mood in Cuernavaca

Merry Christmas
and
Happy Holidays,
Everyone!

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Battery Park

Battery Park (The Battery) is a 25-acre (10 hectare) public park located at the Battery, the southern tip of Manhattan Island in New York City, facing New York Harbor. The Battery is named for the Dutch, British, and finally American artillery batteries that was stationed there at various times in order to protect the settlements behind it. At the north end of the park is Castle Clinton, the often re-purposed last remnant of the defensive works that inspried the name of the park; Pier A, formerly a fireboat station; and Hope Garden, a memorial to AIDS victims. At the other end is Battery Gardens restaurant, next to the United States Coast Guard Battery Building. Along the waterfront, ferries depart for the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island. There is also a stop on the New York Water Taxi route between the Statue of Liberty Ferry and Pier A. The park is also the site of the East Coast Memorial which commemorates U.S. servicemen who died in coastal waters of the western Atlantic Ocean during World War II.

To the northwest of the park lies Battery Park City, a planned community built on landfill in the 1970s and 80s, which includes Robert F. Wagner Park and the Battery Park City Promenade. Together with Hudson River Park, a system of greenspaces, bikeways and promenades now extend up the Hudson shoreline. A bikeway is being built through the park that will connect the Hudson River and East River parts of the Manhattan Waterfront Greenway. Across State Street to the northeast stands the old U.S. Customs House, now used as a branch of the National Museum of the American Indian and the district U.S. Bankruptcy Court. Peter Minuit Plaza abuts the southeast end of the park, directly in front of the South Ferry Terminal of the Staten Island Ferry. [Wiki]

-Lyrics-

Cymbaline

The path you tread is narrow 

And the drop is sheer and very high 

The ravens all are watching 

From a vantage point nearby 

Apprehension creeping 

Like a tube-train up your spine 

Will the tightrope reach the end 

Will the final couplet rhyme 

And it's high time 

Cymbaline 

It's high time 

Cymbaline 

Please wake me 

A butterfly with broken wings 

Is falling by your side 

The ravens all are closing in 

And there's nowhere you can hide 

Your manager and agent 

Are both busy on the phone 

Selling coloured photographs 

To magazines back home 

And it's high time 

Cymbaline 

It's high time 

Cymbaline 

Please wake me 

The lines converging where you stand 

They must have moved the picture plane 

The leaves are heavy around your feet 

You feel the thunder of the train 

And suddenly it strikes you 

That they're moving into range 

Doctor Strange is always changing size 

And it's high time 

Cymbaline 

It's high time 

Cymbaline 

Please wake me 

And it's high time 

Cymbaline 

It's high time 

Cymbaline 

Please wake me

~ Pink Floyd

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