I beat my alarm phone...it’s Not jet lag. Im over it...wink wink... We all needed to move early in lieu of Bern’s request to Move early, she has a meeting. So up at 3, I beat everyone. So while brushing my teeth,tons of suggestions enter my head. Why not extend our stay in double tree. The action is already there and even if I need to shed extra bucks...this experience cannot be bought or repeated in this way. This is something Topper will remember in his lifetime, perhaps more. I have faith in Him WHO supplies our needs and wants. God is nodding...go...Go! TRAFFIC is universal! IT looks the same when its there. Now I Can boast about Jersey traffic. Yikes! Poor Kuya Bob Asis, our gracious family-host! Hence. The change of plans... Finally we reach Double Tree by Hilton. In the heart of Midtown Manhattan, this is where the delegates convene. ...