I remember this as if it was yesterday. I was at work, I got an email from a friend, telling me what had happened. At the same time, all of my co-workers have been informed by family or friends as well. We gathered around my computer, trying to log into some news pages but they were all down, too much traffic. My boss set up a tv in our social room for us to watch the news, but since my work day was already over (it was late afternoon in Germany), I decided to go home. On my long way home, I was listening to the radio in the car, heard the crashing of the second tower, heard about more hijacked planes and about war ... it was the most surreal car ride I ever experienced, nothing felt real. Came home, turned on the tv, saw the horror over and over again, tried calling an American friend, but she wasn't at home. For the rest of the day, my eyes were glued to the tv screen, and it felt as if the world as we knew it had fallen apart. I remember what a great comfort it was having Luna around. Yes, it was good that she was with me that night.
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