One would think it might be easier to keep secret love a secret indoors, but not in this city, it seems. Apparently Haligonians prefer the “It’s so obvious, it can’t possibly be true” disguise over any sort of “Mr. and Mrs. Smith” tomfoolery in any of the city’s fine hotels. Nope, we’d rather meet our secret lovers in forests without trees, or on the highest, most exposed piece of real estate in the city, or on the waterfront—where we can pretend that those people weren’t us, but people who looked like us, who later got back on their cruise ship and sailed away, you silly monkey. But don’t think you can fool us. We know exactly what you’re doing, down there at Point Pleasant Park.
1st runner-up Citadel Hill
2nd runner-up Waterfront