I miss the silence. It booms through the Financial District’s abandoned canyons most evenings. At first, you won’t know what new devilry approaches on the heels of this absent whir. Then, when nothing materializes, and no new sound crashes into the vacuum and your eardrums, you will smile. There is peace in New York City, and it rests its head in the Financial District too.
The parks in the Financial District will make you cry with their ornate splendor, history, and comfort. There’s Gouverneur Lane, a tiny pocket of brick pavers and interlocking trees wedged between skyscrapers. There’s the Elevated Acre, which is precisely what it sounds like: a lush green oasis floating above the buzz of the FDR. If it’s too crowded (a rarity), wander over to the East River, where you can do the same open-air basking on Pier 15’s incredible grass sundeck. Or walk south and catch the ferry to Governors Island. Battery Park is a gorgeous waterfront tumble. I would flatter it further, but why bother? It’s objectively the best park below 14th St. It doesn’t need your approval.
For these reasons (and the four others that I’m keeping secret until my final hours on this Earth, at which point I will remove my false molar, unfold the scrap of parchment they’re written on, and whisper them, in confidence, to a nearby newspaper delivery boy who will, emboldened by my trust, grow up to become president), the Financial District is New York City’s best neighborhood. See you down there.
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Dave Infante is a senior writer for Thrillist. Follow @dinfontay on Twitter, Instagram, and Snapchat.