The High Line has been extended, with beautiful curves and long benches, small inclines, narrow passes, and beautiful framing of streets and vistas. It's now an up and coming area to live; new apartments are appearing along its length and boast views of the High Line (but if you live at High Line level it also means the High Line can get a good view of you).
As you come up the stairs and leave the streets thirty feet below, you reach what is now a modern incarnation of the old-fashioned Promenade (they could do a contemporary version of Easter Parade here - in fact, it's only a matter of time before the High Line appears in films). Although it's empty at 7 am except for runners and people being shouted out by their personal trainers, it is packed with promenaders later in the day.
Maybe it's to see and be seen, but far better to go for the spectacular planting, the brilliant designs and details, the feeling of being elevated in all senses.
If Central Park is the green lung of Manhattan, the High Line is its green artery, giving new life to Chelsea.
The surrounding buildings look as though they have come up through the grasses, shrubs, flowers, and trees. The spots of colour and the tall plants match the urban lanscape perfectly. And the huge numbers of people coming up and down the line, like the old trains, add motion and vitality. It's an amazing place.
(It's also ideal for two quick branch line detours. One to Chelsea Market for bread at Amy's, books at Posman Books, and fruit at the Manhattan Fruit Exchange. And one, worth the detour from anywhere, to Billy's Bakery for key lime pie.)