I just came back from NYC. The High Line was top on my list to see. It was raining. Drats. So What. I took the subway, and walked around construction until I found 10th and 28th st. Looked up high, and there it was. Finding stairs next door, I took them up and up and up. My umbrella went inside out, so I put up the hood on my rain coat, and my iphone in a pocket and out I went. I had visited the archtiects site before going, so I knew what to look for. It was simply wonderful. The old RR tracks, grasses, crocus, plants, whispy wind blown trees, lounge chairs. Huge spaces between or inside of buildings provided tables for "tea" if you happened to have brought some with you. or relief from the weather. The river snuck up on me. I had no map. I didn't need one. You just walk, sit, look, and wonder and marvel at being able to walk for over a mile without a stop light, a car, on wandering pavers and plants. What good luck NYC has to have had a few people discover this dilapidated old rail road and create from almost nothing a place that the world wants to come and see. Crumbling buildings in the neighborhood are now under construction every where. And at the end, Untitled, a ten star restaurant, awaits your arrive. As does the Whitney Museum.