Governors Island Picnic Point — Attraction in New York

Governors Island, aptly named for the administrators that overrun the land, is never so pointedly grounded in governance as at its picnic point. For what is a picnic point but a cry of solidarity, by the people and for the people and occasionally of the people, that screams for ice cream ditties played slow to horrific effect?

/pic-nic/, a term which Oxford English Dictionary defines as, "Perhaps of multiple origins. A borrowing from French. Perhaps also partly a borrowing from German." and which here means traveling by boat to get a sustained view of a giant green pageant queen, is an exercise in charisma and patience. Here we gather to carouse around the rallying points of politics, to put aside the polarizing forces of Democrat and Republican in favor of the uniting forces of sandwiches. Here the white flag of surrender gives itself up to the napkins that fly desperately in the wind to escape their hosts.

I, from my vantage point in a well placed tree that hovered low above the ground and would have offered ample cover if it were a different tree though I hesitate to judge the ambitions of an upstanding piece of wood, witnessed all manner of folk exploring their social stature. Here, those who are often too wealthy to eat outside have the rare opportunity to learn how the other 99% live, to explore the thrill of peasantry as sport as their forebears did in the days of Bacchus through the exodus of the Pic Nic Society in an era that would come to define a moderately known ABBA tune in an era when lyrics were not so lofty a craft that they'd require a genius to interpret their meaning. There were also other people there.

Squinting into the lens of my monocle, I spotted our fair state's national reptile, whose conversation earned its name. I asked about class warfare and alienation, but he kept redirecting the conversation until I took verbatim notes on his monologue:

I've never had the urge to take close notes On a future that was not meant to be Or a past I hadn't particular Int'rest reifying for vanity And this would land me in sev'ral tight spots As I aimed to explain my apathy To allies who swore they would rather stay Awake to guard against my strategy, But what is left of them? When do they think The thirsty sleep when all they want is drink?

And furthermore, could we escape if we wanted to? But this was only the beginnings of more turtlish ramblings, so I let him...

Went to the 1000 pumpkin Fall festival on the last day. Of course they're only a few pumpkins left LOL we had a great time they had a pile of leaves for the kids to jump in they had pumpkin painting and they have a bike rent place around the corner where you can rent various types of bikes. We rented a covered for seater bike which is kind of heavy going up the hills so biker beware LOL. They have some historic buildings like an old army post and an old church. Most of the buildings there dilapidated and hopefully they will be able to get some funding and fix those up. We were also quite surprised to pass a spa which has a heated pool that overlooks downtown manhattan. We were quite quite surprised. I've attached the bar code...

Governors Island Picnic Point is a serene escape from New York City's bustle. Located at the island's southern tip, it offers stunning views of the Statue of Liberty, Red Hook, and the Verrazano Bridge. Visitors can reserve grills and picnic tables, making it ideal for BBQs and family gatherings. The scenic backdrop of the harbor and the absence of cars create a peaceful atmosphere. While it's a bit of a walk from the ferry, the panoramic views and tranquil setting make Picnic Point a must-visit for those seeking a relaxing outdoor experience in the heart of...