Monday, June 22, 2009

Another catastrophe avoided

You've probably heard about this. I feel like I was one of the last to hear about it, and I was actually trying to ride on the Red Line. Funny how you can be annoyed with the delay in the Metro and have no idea what's going on. I was supposed to be meeting up with a friend, and I had to let him know I'd be late because of a delay on the Red Line, which really isn't all that uncommon. Delayed for "technical problems" huh? That's what 6 deaths is?

I decided to get off the line at Farragut North and walk to my Foggy Bottom destination because it was nice enough outside. That's when I got the first text from my dad -- "are you in the red line train wreck?" uhhh.....what? "it was slow moving for sure. I'm meeting someone in foggy bottom so I got off at farragut north and am walking." text back from pops -- "whew!"

Next text from a classmate who I had just spoken with the night before about my ungodly commute on the Orange and Red Lines. "Okay 2 metro trains collided on the red line ... Are you okay?" ohhhh so that's what was causing the delay, yeah that would do it. "Yeah, I didn't realized that's what happened. I was stuck in the delay though. Thanks for asking!" It was at this point I figured I should change my facebook status to let everyone know I wasn't in the crash. I got a few more texts and calls from friends checking up. The love is greatly appreciated. Then I started to think about it....

Flashback to 2007 -- I was in St. Paul to work a youth conference. I had gone over to the conference site, met some people who were also working it, and we all went back to the hotel together to get ready for dinner. While we were there, a few people turned on the TV and learned that the I-35W bridge collapsed, the bridge we had all crossed just a few hours prior to the collapse to get from the Minneapolis airport to our hotel in St. Paul. Immediate calls to the family and coworkers before news traveled back to them to worry.

And then let's throw in the Air France flight that disappeared 2 days after I was on an Air France flight coming back from Turkey.

Add those two incidents with which I feel somewhat connected with today's Red Line crash...I kind of started to freak out on the walk to Foggy Bottom. Still a little shaken up about it.

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