As I mentioned in my last blog I was returning to As The World Turns in New York for a few days.  The travel was tough. Out of my house on the west coast to catch a 7 am flight and both workdays I was to be picked up at Grand Central Station at 6:25 am.  I maneuvered all that, mostly on adrenaline.  Man was I tired, but it was worth it.  The ride out to Brooklyn was a pleasure.