An early morning, we cut through streams of busy salaried workers (and a bull bronzed in its privates) in the financial district to get to our treasure map's X - the Staten Island Ferry Terminal. What better way to get to see the Statue of Liberty, than free? In the courtyard of the ferry terminal, we were approached by 2 teams of "info desk employees" - except that they were definitely not anyone from the staten island ferry, but salesmen trying to promote paid trips to the Statue itself. Do not trust them - ready yourself with the knowledge that the staten island ferry is the only option to get to see the statue up close without turning your pockets inside out. We were there at a bad time - it was still early and it was a foggy day, but I still liked what I saw... the lady behind a wall of fog, over heads and arms extended with cameras in hand. Be sure to go on the right side of the ferry when heading to staten island, and on the left when returning.
2 trips on the ferry and a Columbus Circle later, we were in the middle of Sheep Meadow, Central Park. Armed with our picnic food (from Flavors - I love their everything) in hand, we hosted our pocket sized version of a fête champêtre on a field shared with frisbee players and the cutest kid who entertained himself with his homemade drum kit. Do you know what the best ground for lying on is? Fluffy spring grass. There's no better choice.