Secret Agent: Windy City -- and Wet, Too

Today we bring you the third of an anonymous weekly column about real estate by one of the most experienced agents in Brooklyn:
Hurricane Sandy is spent and New York has lived to tell the tale. A couple of observations: We are totally dependent on electricity. That’s not news, but when we lose it, the myriad dependencies loom large. So many of us have taken in friends/refugees from lower Manhattan who can’t begin to get back to work without it. It’s nice to be able to “work anywhere,” but we need juice.

You gotta have park. With work on hold we head for the parks. Their closing has left us bereft. We vow that next time a park asks us for money or time, we will be there.

We’ve always appreciated the subway and bus system (and secretly coveted a seat on the MTA board). When the system is not there for us, it’s like a part of our foundation has been yanked away. Kudos to the city administration for planning ahead and preserving all the rolling stock; let’s hope it won’t be long before we are all running around like crazy again, racing from appointment to appointment with confidence that our trains and buses are there for us.

Lastly, as always, the way New Yorkers respond to a disaster is a source of pride. We pull together, help each other, and still retain a healthy skepticism about news and instructions. Lets keep at it as we plow through the mess and get back to work.

Oh, right, this is a real estate column. The storm has brought business to a standstill as far as viewing property, but no one has expressed any reluctance to move to or within Brooklyn as a result. Things will be slow until we are all mobile again, but with demand exceeding supply, deals will be happening again soon.