We've been waiting to go to the High Line -- a public park in NYC built on a historic freight rail line elevated above Manhattan's West Side -- for what seems like forever. It was at the top of our list on our winter trip, but the weather was just awful, and we've read Peter Brown's "The Curious Garden," a sweet children's book inspired by the elevated garden, about a million times. So even though we rolled into NYC a little late in the afternoon on our last trip, mom wasn't taking no for an answer. We dropped our bags and hopped right on the subway to the Meatpacking District's entrance.
It was a scorching afternoon in a city that had clearly sat and baked all day in the sun, but it felt about 15 degrees cooler up on the High Line. Add to that a splash river for toe dipping and fab shaved ice from People's Pops, we were quickly obsessed with the space. We walked along the line looking for colored plants and flowers in a rainbow scavenger hunt. Mom would have liked to spend more time looking at the public art placed throughout, but we weren't really in arty moods. In fact, even though the line is open until 11 p.m. during the summer hours, once dinner time settled in, we had had enough. No worries, that means we'll have to go back AGAIN!
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