Dear NYC [One Year On] July 2017

Dear NYC [One Year On] July 2017

A year in NYC. We've managed to survive our first year in NYC and it's been good, bad, stinking hot, freezing cold and oh-so-many things in between. But mainly? Mainly it has been filled with love and laughter and moments of pure joy. I'm obvs not counting the morning I saw someone pooping in a bag in the middle of Union Square, there wasn't much joy in that particular situation...lol. I mean gag. (Also, the number of unsolicited penises I've had to see is off the scale. Less of that would be good.) 

I look back at our first year and there have been so many highlights but if I had to narrow it down to my ultimate top 10:-

  1. That moment when NYC comes into view as the plane approaches JFK - my heart feels like it's *home*. Always.
  2. Walking home across the Brooklyn or Manhattan Bridge on a Saturday night and watching the city shimmer around us. I always want to pinch myself.
  3. Sitting in Washington Square Park on date night with a Nutella filled cupcake (these are seriously a thing) watching the sketchy drug dealers, hula hoopers, picnicking families, acrobats, students and entwined lovers. NYC really is the ultimate people watching city.
  4. Being lucky enough to work in Soho and avoiding the craziness of Midtown. Also -- every time I step outside it feels like I'm on a film set (all those cobblestone streets and fire escapes *heart eye emoji*). Except for that one sewage puddle on Prince St. That's always pretty grim.
  5. Spending lady time with my lovely friend Charlotte in person after sending so many emails across the world to each other.
  6. Showing friends and family *our* NYC. All the secret little places that we love always makes us excited to be able to share them with our nearest and dearest.
  7. Getting lost for the afternoon in the West Village with just my music and camera for company.
  8. Slowly but surely making friends.
  9. Central Park. Always.
  10. Lastly, and most importantly -- belly laughs, celebrating, walking (so much walking), drinking, people watching, eating and exploring with the best and most wonderful dude.

Here's to another year of madness (and less penises) in this crazy, tempestuous and amazing city we're lucky enough to call home. 

 

 

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