Sunday Morning:

Last night, since my last post, I went to the Delegates-only meeting. Much to my discomfort, I found that everyone dressed up. I didn't. I thought: It's going to be an AA meeting. Nobody judges you in an AA meeting. You can dress however you want. I judged myself. I was very uncomfortable. I wore the same polo shirt and khaki pants that I'd worn all day. No, I was not the only one who dressed casually. There may have been one or two other men who did not wear coats. Of course, it was specifically mentioned during the meeting that coat and tie for the men was expected all week except Tuesday. The delegate chairperson even referred to the "dress code" in that manner of speaking that describes how "my sponsor kicked my ass....".
My delegate buddy, Jorge F. from Rhode Island introduced himself to me shortly after I entered the room. I had heard from him once via email prior to the conference. We didn't sit together at the meeting. The tables were circular tables with about 10 people around each.
The meeting featured two panel 56 delegates from each region sharing their experience from last year's conference. There was lots of reference to "this conference will change your life", "enjoy the week. It goes by too fast.", "Don't go to the microphone if somebody else has already made your point.", "Trust the process.", and "you won't be the best delegate nor the worst."
After the meeting, Liz and I went out looking for people who might want to "do ice cream". I met some of the folks from the East Central Region outside the hotel entrance and we went with Chuck from Michigan and Chuck from Southern Indiana over to Jamba Juice on Broadway. My Peach Delight was OK but it wasn't ice cream.
I took lots of pictures with my Treo yesterday but I think I'd better start using my digital camera. The Treo is convenient but I may not be pleased with the quality of the photos. Times Square is incomparable all lit up at night.
The coffee still does not taste very good. I brought along our Dunkin' Donuts ground coffee but it does not taste nearly as good as it does at home. The little four cup coffee maker in the room has a metal coffee pot. I'm not sure if it's the metal or maybe the tap water that I've been using. Tomorrow, I'll add a little more ground coffee and see if that improves the taste. The next move would be to start using bottled water.
It's time to get dressed and go find some breakfast before church. We are going to try St. Malachy's church just around the corner from the hotel. Delegate registration starts at 11 a.m. today and I'm told that I'll be tied up the rest of the day. A large part of me just wants the uncertainty to be over.

Ciao, babies!!