With all these vats of cheese and doughnuts I’ve been consuming, it’s about time I did some exercise. I combined it with a New York must-see by running over the Brooklyn Bridge. Twice actually, if you count there and back.

Unfortunately it wasn’t the clearest night and just as I stepped off the bridge and started running back to SoHo, it started to snow. But clouds or no clouds, I’m always surprised when I look at the enormous Manhattan skyline. I find myself saying, ‘Woah, you’re in New York!’ and not really believing it.