Just over 12 years ago we woke to a new day. Preparing to fly on to the next city on a trip to China. Over breakfast I heard discussion of what seemed a violent film (not the sort of thing those guys seemed interested in). I went back upstairs and saw the footage of aeroplanes and buildings, people fleeing death. City horror of the high-rise. The mind could see the images but not really comprehend what had happened. So far from home in a country where English is a fairly scarce commodity it was rather unnerving.
I was the only one on the trip with roaming on my cell phone, so I swapped a bottle of water for each SMS, having no idea what they would cost we all accepted it was probably a good swap. All families reported back that all was ok at home, and were relieved to hear we were ok.
We hoped each evening to be in a hotel with CNN news to try to keep up with what was happening. No English language newspapers were available. These days with wifi in every hotel I could have kept up on just my phone (But I have to admit I’d probably be travelling with my Ipad as well these days).
It was one of THOSE moments. The “where were you when you heard…..” ones.
When I was a youngster it was “Where were you when you heard of Kennedy’s shooting” Much later “Where were you when you heard Princess Diana had died?”
Today I realised that it is all 12 years ago, and I could be talking today to people who say “I was a child I don’t remember it.”
How very fast time goes. The bad as well as the good become history.