This is what the High Line in NYC reminds me off. B I find the history and the creativity of this park one of my favorite parts of NYC or at least Manhattan. B Others, between locals and tourists agree as we all walk, sit and bask in the sun.
What is the high line? It is a 1-mile linear parkB on a 1.45-mileB section of the former elevated NYC subway tracks that ran along the lower west side.
Basically it went from this:
This is where my family and I spent a Sunday afternoon before my luxury Chinatown bus ride back to Boston.
But first Rocky and I had a walk once we both left the couch
We strolled for 1.5 miles before both our tongues were hanging from thirst.
We came prepared with snacks of course. B Walking 1.5 miles there and back is hard work.
We looks down upon the city
After conquering the 3 mile round trip walk, we made our way down to Chelsea Market. B I was originally set on finding Fro-Yo but got distracted by a bakery.
What started with a taste of the olive bread roll, ended with 4 more rolls including a rosemary yellow raisin fennel roll, a pumpernickel roll and a walnut oat roll. B I guess I started the carb-loading process a week early. B If you’re interested in more carb porn, I got the photo fromB this blog. B Needless to say I never found my froyo place.