Working on Wall Street (basically) is an adjustment. Manhattans predicted rhythm seems to be a thing of the north, while FiDi follows a much more Italian walking planning plan. Where getting lost is easy - finding a new spot is easier. If I could take a lunch here from my office on 32nd now, I would. I miss the Falafel guys and I miss the immediate access to park space and waterfront and I miss the escalators.
Walking down Water Street is a nice experience, but you'll probably miss the massive escalators, and IF you see them, will you go up them? There's no indication of where this will lead you and maybe it's that that makes your emergence so special.
The foliage upon entry encapsulates you while also channeling your view directly back towards high rises in Brooklyn just across the East River. Manhattan is funny like that. It is a city that is SO city that even in relief, you're still in complete urbanity.
This little parklet settled 3 stories up, dubbed Elevated Acre, is not unknown. FiDi's people flood in at lunch and the place is birthed with life. It's a place known by word of mouth by physical sharing. In a city where every moment so precious is exploited to the tourists, Elevated Acre has slipped through the cracks and remains a New Yorker worker's haven. The address will not be provided as to keep the ground sacred. You know where to go.