I’m sitting here at the reception of the Sheraton Hotel ready to check-out. There’s free Wi-Fi available and thought I’d use this time to catch up on some blogging. Just as I’m typing this, there was this vibration. The chinese vases on top of the table started to wobble lightly. This stunned me for a second. I quickly looked around and not a single person at the crowded reception seemed to bother. It was then it stuck me that the subway on 52nd street runs directly below the hotel. I had to smile at myself.