The Highline is a stretch of once abandoned elevated train tracks going through the west side of Manhattan. Nature pushed through and it became this beautiful, wild, “what Manhattan would look like once we’re gone” ghostly walk that I actually never got to take and I’m regretting that a little. The city took it over, preserving at least somewhat the wildness of it I think, I hope.
It just opened to the public and I want to see it this week, but all the rain. Maybe it will be nice in the rain though. I took this picture the week before it opened. You can see a construction worker up there on the phone.