Picnicking.
Not a picnic table. Not at a "picnic" event selling hot dogs. But a real, honest-to-goodness picnic. Bring out the blankets, the oversized beach towels, the worn out tablecloths. A sunny day, a stretch of fluffy green grass, a beautiful view and you have the perfect setting. The gardens at Boscobel, for instance, overlooking the beautiful Hudson River to the west, with the sun setting over West Point.
Other things that make it great: sitting with friends, all sharing food, not having to drive, getting to see a shakespeare performance afterward...
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