At Least No One Told Him Where Hot Dog Vendors Go To The Bathroom

Chilean miner Edison Peña is not as enamored with New York as, say, the Village Voice is, though I don’t know who isn’t a little let down by the Statue of Liberty and hot dog carts:

“It is not white? I thought it was bigger and whiter,” an incredulous Peña said of Lady Liberty while touring Battery Park and posing for photos.

“In the movies, it looks whiter,” said the copper miner, unaware that the statue is made of copper and is green from oxidization.

Then Peña, who ran up to six miles a day in a 1,000-yard tunnel while trapped in the collapsed mine, sampled a New York City classic — a hot dog with ketchup and mustard bought from a downtown cart.

After chomping down, he motioned “so-so” with his hand.

“In Chile, they are better!” said the 12th of the 33 Chilean miners freed from their 69-day imprisonment last month.

Also, a subway ride — for obvious reasons — was out of the question.