I guess we’re all remembering today what happened three years ago. 9/11 really changed the world, didn’t it? I feel like it’s our generation’s equivalent of when JFK got shot – everyone I know knows exactly where they were when they heard about it. I was one of the last people to know, probably – we were camping at Fishriver Canyon in Namibia, without power, and didn’t hear about it until Sept 12, when we fuelled up. The guy there had a tiny radio which he held to his ear while serving us – he told us about it, but with much exaggeration (luckily ther weren’t 200’000 dead), so that we rode on to Swakopmund (where we finally got details) shell-shocked and halfway convinced that WW III was bound to start…

Anyway, good thoughts and prayers to everyone who lost someone or was otherwise affected. Sadly, Beslan has just shown us again that human beings do the most frightful things to each other – and I hope I will never be able to truly understand how anyone can do something like this to someone else.

Unrelated – my 21 days of horror (not a single day off!) start today. Pity me! 🙂