The last few days have been harrowing and unforgettable. My husband and I live in a highrise below midtown Manhattan, and our apartment is not near the shores of the East River or the Hudson River. Since we're not near the water, we have not experienced flooding. Both of our jobs, however, are located in lower Manhattan, and our workplaces have been closed all week. Between power outages and the flooding of lower Manhattan, it's difficult to know when we'll be able to go back to work.
The night of the hurricane was pretty scary--our building was making terrible sounds as it was strained by the wind, we could hear our window panes creaking as gusts of wind pressed against them (and our blinds were blowing from wind seeping into our apartment even though our windows were shut and locked), we heard what sounded like an explosion at one point, and we felt as though our building was swaying slightly. It was an unsettling experience.
The main thing that affects us now is the lack of power in our neighborhood--there are no supermarkets that are open, and since they do not have power, it's not really clear when they will reopen. We stocked up on food, so we should be fine.
We realized today that the infamous crane is actually visible from our apartment--it's 30ish blocks away, but you can see it in this picture (I circled it to help you spot it--it is over a mile away, so not the easiest to see, but you should be able to make out the crane toppled over on the left-hand side of the building).