Governors Island: My Favorite Place In NYC

I love New York City. It’s the only place in the whole damn world (and I have been all over the whole damn world) where people walk at an appropriate speed. New Yorkers are my favorite kind of people: sharp as hell and weird as fuck. But most importantly, I can get a bagel literally 24 hours a day, 365 days a year including during blizzards and hurricanes. Sure, I could happily live without the smell of hot garbage in the summertime, and the fact that I don’t even wince at a $16 cocktail using well vodka is absurd, but all this is a small price to pay for living in the greatest city on earth.

That said, I am also a 20-something freelancer with anxiety who used to live off the GODDAMN 6 TRAIN, so you know, I lose my shit quite often. But you know where I go when I lose my shit?

Governors. Fucking. Island.

Governors Island is a 172-acre plot of land made from excavated materials from the Lexington Avenue subway line. It is only open to the public during the summer, and is so easy to get to! There are ferries that depart every half hour from downtown Manhattan and on Saturdays and Sundays you can also catch a ferry from Brooklyn Bridge Park. How much does the ferry cost? TWO FUCKING DOLLARS ROUND TRIP! How long is the ferry ride? Literally five minutes.

Five minutes until you're riding a bike down this little path of solitude

Five minutes until you're riding a bike down this little path of solitude

What is there to do on Governors Island? Live. Fucking live, dude. Even on a busy ass day, there is still a shit ton of space to cartwheel, twirl, sing, run sprints, play frisbee without chucking a bitch in the face, etc. I like to take my bike over there, because it doesn’t cost any extra to bring it on the ferry and because bikes are cute. You can also rent bikes once you’re on the island!

Casually cruisin' past old lady Liberty

Casually cruisin' past old lady Liberty

On weekends, there are some food trucks which are quite popular, but I’m a big fan of packing my own picnic - mostly because I’m broke and will never spend $6 on a fucking taco. Check out this killer spread Pate put together last weekend!

Not pictured: the growler of beer that accompanied this spread...

Not pictured: the growler of beer that accompanied this spread...

There is also whole section with hammocks that are privately hidden between some trees, but still offer a nice view of downtown Manhattan. You could also be like me and Pate and bring along an inflatable hammock and have everyone envy you. We got ours here.

Set it up in 15 seconds, napped on it for an hour!

Set it up in 15 seconds, napped on it for an hour!

Governors Island also has a lot of art. There are a few exhibits in some of the buildings, but there is also an ever-revolving display of public art to explore.

Like this!

Like this!

And this!

And this!

If you’re worried you won’t be able to snapchat your whole adventure because your phone battery is a little bitch, fear not! There are charging stations around the island.

I will never again subject myself to the clusterfuck that is Central Park’s Sheep Meadow during summertime ever again. Hooroo bitches, I’m living it up on Governors Island.