New York for The Time Travellers: a Friday-to-Monday weekend

Hamilton and Robert Fulton lie under winged skulls in a 1846 Gothic Revival churchyard once the tallest building in the city.

Roebling's 1883 span of granite towers and steel cables; walk to the first tower for the harbour and the old skyline.

A 1762 tavern where Washington said farewell to his officers and where plotters later set a bomb; the pub downstairs serves a good pie.

A guided tour of the 1863 building where immigrant families lived for seventy years; the guide knows the families by name.

The 1913 Beaux-Arts terminal with its star-painted ceiling and whispering gallery; stand under the arch outside the Oyster Bar and listen.

Ninety thousand churchwarden pipes hang from the ceiling of a 1885 theatrical chophouse; order the mutton chop and the Scotch.

Mies's bronze mullions and Johnson's plaza facing Bunshaft's blue glass slab, the corporate modernist canon on one block of Park Avenue.

Frank Lloyd Wright's white spiral, opened in 1959; take the lift to the top and walk down the ramp to see the building.

A glass-fronted Chelsea corner room cooking wood-grilled chicken and seasonal vegetables; end the day beside the High Line.

Calatrava's white ribs opening like a bird's wing over the PATH hall; walk the marble floor and look up at the skylight.

The museum sits within the footprints of the Twin Towers; allow two hours for the galleries, the slurry wall and the Last Column.

Lunch stalls beside Cesar Pelli's Winter Garden, sixteen palm trees under glass; the ramen and burgers are both reliable before the airport.