I’m surrounded by towering, glass skyscrapers filled with hundreds – if not thousands – of offices.

As I write this, around 6:30 a.m. (New York time), most of the buildings are still unlit – but it can only be a matter of minutes before people start filing into entrances, riding elevators, slipping into office chairs and taking on the day’s routines and challenges.

If I press the right side of my face hard up against the hotel room’s window pane, I can actually see a slice of the East River.

Never stayed in the Financial District before. Not overly excited about this part of Manhattan. Battery Park is nice as is the walkway along the Hudson over on the west side. But considering all that’s going on in the city this week, it just seemed practical to stay here – at least for the next couple of days – while I commute to the United Nations north of here.

Almost time for a New York breakfast. It’s been about two weeks since my last one.