As a New Yorker, I got made fun of by all of my friends for going to the ball drop. It’s ridiculously touristy, but I figured it was one of those things you’ve got to do once in your life. So I went. I stood there for 12 hours, not able to eat or drink, and then the ball dropped. It was great and the energy was amazing. I’m glad I did it once, but never again. If you were a tourist in town, I’d recommend spending those 12 hours you’d otherwise spend waiting to see something else in the city.

Go once, and then never again.