High Line: Winter

My biggest complaint about the High Line is how unbearably crowded it can get. Every time I've gone it has been uncomfortably packed with slow-moving people—it's an old elevated rail line, so it's not very roomy to begin with and there are parts where it narrows to almost a single-file line.

This weekend, however, I decided to check it out figuring it would be bearable in the cold and snow, and to my delight it was as sparse as I'd ever seen it. There were still people on it, of course, but at times it felt as if I had the park to myself, which is something I never thought I'd experience.

I haven't explored the High Line or the Chelsea/Meatpacking district very much, but I always find something interesting when I do. The mix of old and new buildings is especially fascinating to me, and as much as I prefer the old to the new, the juxtaposition of both is sometimes really nice.

You can even find remnants of why the area is called the Meatpacking District if you look hard enough—and any place that offers a good view of the Empire State Building is worth a visit, even if you have to share the view.