Part I: New York City, baby!

We walked so far in New York that we may as well have been auditioning as extras in Nelson Mandela's Long Walk To Freedom. Except we weren't walking to freedom, we were walking to cocktails. And lots of them. Yes, I am truly sorry for my tasteless Nelson Mandela joke, I also appreciate that he didn't literally walk as well, but do you know who did? WE did. For real, we walked over 45km the first day, then over 40km the next day, and we were there for six days. The only time we hopped on a subway was to get to the NFL, so for the first time in Katie Leask holiday history, I actually managed to lose 2 lbs instead of my usual gaining of 500. And if that wasn't enough of a reason to have fallen completely head over heels for NY, I give you this blog post:

Sadly, I didn't find Chuck Bass waiting for me at the top of the Empire State building...but that's only because I didn't actually go up it. I'm totally sure he'd have been there if I did, complete with pink roses and engagement ring, obvs.

And on that note, I'd like to end my first NYC post with something very, very important. Something that NYC forced me into doing. It's something incredible. It's something emotional. It's something you're going to have to jump on board with now that I've said it. IT'S RE-WATCHING GOSSIP GIRL FROM SEASON ONE, SISTER. I can wholeheartedly confirm that this is the best decision I've made so far this year and for any insane person who needs more persuading than that, I give you this.

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