Water St Between Maiden Pl and John St

With an emptiness that can only be experienced in the Financial District on the weekend, the wide-open canyon of Water Street was absolutely dead when I visited on a Saturday. I'd be willing to bet that this area of town only has 10% the volume of people on the weekends when compared to the weekdays. It's rather eerie. It's as-if, all this infrastructure and industry is here, but no one is around to use it.

Water Street itself isn't much to look at. Surrounded by glass obelisks, which provide fleeting views of the East River and Brooklyn, there's a feeling of being caged-in. There are some nice older buildings amongst the sky scrapers, but their days feel numbered. This being the southern tip of Manhattan, streets and alleys come out from behind corners with no regard for logic. You best keep your bearings down here.