The High Line is my favorite public park in NYC, although if I'm being honest, 90% of the time, it's just a godawful tourist trap. And I mean that literally. At peak hours, the path becomes so packed with herds of slow-moving crowds that you are trapped. Maybe this is the wrong venue to air these grievances, since anyone reading about the High Line is probably a prospective new visitor, but I'm sure you don't want that either, right? Photos cluttered by masses of random people? An experience that my friend's mom has described as being 'like standing in line at Disney'? So it shouldn't be surprising then that my favorite times to go are at odd hours and during or immediately following inclement weather. Trust me. It's worth it.
As you may already know, the High Line used to be an elevated train line, which after disuse was renovated and repurposed into a public space. The architecture of the surrounding buildings and of the park itself is gorgeous, and you see more greenery than you might expect from such a narrow space.
And, of course, the High Line is arguably the most beautiful when it is in bloom. The peak would probably be between May and early June.
Date: May/June 2013
Camera: Nikon D40