I remember going along with a friend who was helping a teacher from the British school move to an apt. that was right down on the water. We went into a really nice building and took an elevator down to the basement, then walked through a long hall, which was under the street, and came out on the other side to the waterfront where the apts were. It was captivating. I sat outside in a breeze drinking hot tea with milk & sugar and gazing at the cool water. Wow, if I could go back in time...