High Line

It’s getting cooler here in New York so I know summer’s on it’s way out. This means I probably only have a few weeks left to appreciate summer activities. So tonight I decided to have an early evening picnic on the lovely High Line – the former railway tracks that have been converted to a park along the Hudson River.

A few weeks ago, I went to – and fell in love with – Chelsea Market, so thought it would be a great place to pick up supplies, seeing as it’s so close to the High Line. I had envisioned crusty loaves of bread, hunks of cheese and pickles, but it actually fell a little short on the picnic-appropriate foods. Still, Ryan and I grabbed some crackers, asiago, hummus, carrots, tomatoes, red wine and some (cheating) sandwiches from the glorious Num Pang.

By the time we reached the High Line at 10th Street, the sun was setting and the crowds were waning. We found a picnic-perfect spot on one of the recliners overlooking the Hudson and New Jersey, with the disused railway tracks at our feet. And we got munching.

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The world's tiniest apple

The world’s tiniest apple

This was a great picnic spot – relaxed, great atmosphere, good views. The High Line has to be one of my favourite places in the city and it’s always top of the list when visiting friends are asking for things to do here. And there’s no better time to take in its outdoor art, wide promenades and great picnic spots than New York’s boiling hot summer. I’ll miss it.