I think the Highline is probably one of the coolest things in New York. How can a park on an elevated railroad track not be cool? I went up with a book for lunch recently. It was one of those rare instances when it wasn’t too crowded and you could take in the beautiful combination of flowers and architecture. I stayed toward the Southern end, even making it to the tip. It’s the portion of the Highline that directly abuts the Meatpacking District and the West Village, so you get views down into the city full of cobbled streets and cute little boutiques. I love the Highline, but I wish more visits could be like this one, where you avoid the throngs of tourists and harsh weather. Where you can appreciate something that is quintessentially New York.