Nestled along the Hudson River on Manhattan’s west side roughly between Chambers Street to the north and Vesey Street to the south lies Nelson A. Rockefeller Park. In my opinion, one of the mellowest spots in the city, Rockefeller Park boasts views of the uptown Manhattan skyline and the Statue of Liberty and Jersey City across the water. On a sunny Saturday afternoon, there are few places I’d rather be. Whether you’re armed with a wiffle ball and bat, a football or just a book, Rockefeller Park is the type of place that almost makes you forget that you live in the busiest city on the planet. Occasionally you have to dodge erratically thrown Frisbees whizzing past your skull, but it’s a small price to pay. After you’ve soaked up all the sun you can handle, roll over to PJ Clarke’s by the World Financial Center for a bomb cheeseburger. If you sit outside, you can even admire the yachts you’ll never own docked at the harbor.

If you find yourself fed up with chaos and cacophony, hop on the ACE/123 down to Chambers and put your mind at ease.