I love Dumbo because it feels like a community. Small business thrive; poetry shops, coffee shops, vintage clothes shops. I love Dumbo because there’s a train rumbling above every few minutes. The sound of the trains pulling themselves across the Manhattan Bridge makes it feel as though the neighborhood is moving, because it is.
Men and women are getting off of the F train at York Street and opening their eyes in amazement as they move closer and closer to the East River. Dumbo, I love you because I see just enough tourists walking around your streets with cameras and with smiles. Sometimes they travel in pairs.
A couple in from Russia of France, who've flown into New York for only a few days. They’re staying in an Air BnB in Brooklyn Heights. Their host has told them that Dumbo would be an interesting place to walk around for an afternoon.
Or entire class of students from a high school somewhere in the middle of Indiana. Their hotel is Midtown, only a few blocks east of Times Square, but even for just one afternoon, Dumbo is there for them.
It’s a place to take in views of Manhattan, and to look up in awe at the Manhattan and Brooklyn Bridges. It's a place to breathe. It's a place to relax. And it’s so much more.