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So I could have sworn that I wrote a lovely bit of prose about this day, but apparently the internet eated it?
Event of the Day: As the cable company had been so good as to fix the downed internet the day before, I had one of those truly rare moments of being lazy on Sunday. This pleased the cats mightily, having Marmfar and Parpar to cater to their whims for an entire day. To be sure, they did as much napping as I did, it's a miracle I managed to read through everything that had piled up.
So all in all, it was a good day. Don't remember much, I must have been zombified.
It was spectacularly tense being in Seoul that morning of 9/11. I was towelling my hair dry and had my head under the towel when I heard the words "...plane...into the North Tower..." came up from under the towel in time to see the second plane slam into the South Tower.
(It occurs to me that I was in almost exactly the same position, towelling my hair dry with my head under the towel when I heard the words "...supertyphoon...22okph center winds...over Manila"; also on vacation with parents, this time in Engleberg, Switzerland. In both cases Ramon was home alone with the cats.)
The CNN crawler was overlaid by the TV station crawler calling all US base personnel back to base; and my Dad and I looking at each other, thinking of the military base not far from Seoul proper, and North Korea just on the other side of the beautiful mountain view from our hotel.
We went our scheduled city tour, although we were late coming down to meet our sweet city guide. At our ginseng chicken lunch, everyone was watching the TV, showing the people hanging out of the buildings. The jumpers...the people in the restaurant, you could hear their breaths hitch when a camera caught someone falling, murmurs of shock and sympathy, I guess. I noticed the folks in my parents' age bracket - the survivors of World War II - all had that grim expression of people who had seen surprise bombings before; those of my age bracket were in shock that such a thing could happen.
It was a surreal kind of day, to get acquainted with a new city while another was going through trauma. I called my hubby and he asked, "Do you want to come home?" I said we were as good as home, with only a few days to spend in Taiwan; we would play it by ear since we were leaving Seoul the next day, and the airlines would be full of people changing their reservations. We could cut things short just as easily in Taiwan.
Then it turned out that a monster typhoon went and ran over Taipei two days before we were scheduled to return to our hotel from touring Kaoshiung...but that's another story. In any case not a vacation to forget.
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05:22 @vausecnn re crises lurching; no, I'm pretty sure it's not just you. Btw the man-made and natural, world has scarce had time to recover. #
05:32 @dcpswann oh, my bad, i was referring to that time your BP went all over; thought you had yo drop by Mkti Med? #
06:34 I'm thinking about 9/11 (21 others checked-in) t.co/cZPlP7q @GetGlue #911 #
06:38 Sana tutok muna sa pagka-congresista niya.RT @gmanews Pacquiao, tutok daw muna sa boksing. Watch: t.co/EKKd10p #
08:20 @divasoria re 9/11, I think that's all you really need to say. No other words can express the experience. #
08:24 On 9/11 I was in Seoul with my parents. The whole city was under alert, tense and quiet. Everyone riveted to TV. #
08:26 Called husband home alone in Manila. His first response: "Maybe you should skip Taiwan and come home." #
Event of the Day: As the cable company had been so good as to fix the downed internet the day before, I had one of those truly rare moments of being lazy on Sunday. This pleased the cats mightily, having Marmfar and Parpar to cater to their whims for an entire day. To be sure, they did as much napping as I did, it's a miracle I managed to read through everything that had piled up.
So all in all, it was a good day. Don't remember much, I must have been zombified.
It was spectacularly tense being in Seoul that morning of 9/11. I was towelling my hair dry and had my head under the towel when I heard the words "...plane...into the North Tower..." came up from under the towel in time to see the second plane slam into the South Tower.
(It occurs to me that I was in almost exactly the same position, towelling my hair dry with my head under the towel when I heard the words "...supertyphoon...22okph center winds...over Manila"; also on vacation with parents, this time in Engleberg, Switzerland. In both cases Ramon was home alone with the cats.)
The CNN crawler was overlaid by the TV station crawler calling all US base personnel back to base; and my Dad and I looking at each other, thinking of the military base not far from Seoul proper, and North Korea just on the other side of the beautiful mountain view from our hotel.
We went our scheduled city tour, although we were late coming down to meet our sweet city guide. At our ginseng chicken lunch, everyone was watching the TV, showing the people hanging out of the buildings. The jumpers...the people in the restaurant, you could hear their breaths hitch when a camera caught someone falling, murmurs of shock and sympathy, I guess. I noticed the folks in my parents' age bracket - the survivors of World War II - all had that grim expression of people who had seen surprise bombings before; those of my age bracket were in shock that such a thing could happen.
It was a surreal kind of day, to get acquainted with a new city while another was going through trauma. I called my hubby and he asked, "Do you want to come home?" I said we were as good as home, with only a few days to spend in Taiwan; we would play it by ear since we were leaving Seoul the next day, and the airlines would be full of people changing their reservations. We could cut things short just as easily in Taiwan.
Then it turned out that a monster typhoon went and ran over Taipei two days before we were scheduled to return to our hotel from touring Kaoshiung...but that's another story. In any case not a vacation to forget.
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05:22 @vausecnn re crises lurching; no, I'm pretty sure it's not just you. Btw the man-made and natural, world has scarce had time to recover. #
05:32 @dcpswann oh, my bad, i was referring to that time your BP went all over; thought you had yo drop by Mkti Med? #
06:34 I'm thinking about 9/11 (21 others checked-in) t.co/cZPlP7q @GetGlue #911 #
06:38 Sana tutok muna sa pagka-congresista niya.RT @gmanews Pacquiao, tutok daw muna sa boksing. Watch: t.co/EKKd10p #
08:20 @divasoria re 9/11, I think that's all you really need to say. No other words can express the experience. #
08:24 On 9/11 I was in Seoul with my parents. The whole city was under alert, tense and quiet. Everyone riveted to TV. #
08:26 Called husband home alone in Manila. His first response: "Maybe you should skip Taiwan and come home." #
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