So my wife–who is eight and 1/2 months pregnant–walks to the grocery store this morning.
She buys some bread and cereal, walks back.
After getting back she says, “There’s something going on at Sultanahmet—there were a bunch of police and ambulances and stuff.” They were not there when she walked past it on the way to the grocery store, but were present, with more converging on the place, as she walked back.
We check the internet to see if anything happened there, but nothing’s on the news, so we dismiss it.
Then, about 45 minutes later, our friend Russ (who had arrived for a visit a few days before) receives a text from a friend asking if he’s safe. That’s when we find out there had been a suicide bombing about 2 blocks from where we’re staying, in a square that she walked right past in order to get to, and from, the grocery store. Thirteen people had been killed, fourteen more injured.
Ali didn’t notice the blast noise when it happened (nor did Russ and I, who were at the apartment), though we had all been close enough to hear it if we had known what it was.
We probably heard the noise and dismissed it, as you do a car backfiring a few streets away.
This CNN article says the blast was set off at “around 10:20am” local time. The U.S. Consolate says it happened at about 10:15am.
Her grocery store receipt is time-stamped 10:17am.
In other words, the suicide bombing happened between where we’re staying and the grocery store, and my wife was getting groceries at the time, or had just finished and was walking back from the store, when it happened.
Google Maps says she walked about hundred yards–the length of a football field–away from where it happened (she was walking on the edge of the square, not directly through it), and passed by it a few minutes before it happened (walking to the store) and passed by again a few minutes after it happened (walking home).
We all had a big WHOA moment when we realized all this.
It’s not just a semi-close thing, like “we’re in the same city,” or even “we’re staying a few blocks from there,” but a “she walked right past that a few minutes before and again a few minutes after it happened.”
I’m glad she isn’t dead.
I’m sad for the people who are.
So naturally, afterwards, people asked us: Are we going to stop traveling? Are we ready to come home?
Rick Steves, in response to a terrorist attack in Paris, France, a few months before this, posted on his Facebook page, saying:
After Friday’s horrifying events in Paris, as we keep the victims and their families in our prayers and marvel at how violent hatred can express itself, it’s natural for those of us with travels coming up to wonder what is the correct response. Let me share my thoughts:
I have two fundamental concerns: what is safe, and what is the appropriate response to terrorism.
About safety, I believe this is an isolated incident. Tomorrow Paris will be no more dangerous than it was the day before that terrible Friday the 13th. I also believe that security in Paris and throughout Europe will be heightened in response to this attack.
Remember: There’s an important difference between fear and risk.
About the right response to terrorism, I believe we owe it to the victims of this act not to let the terrorist win by being terrorized. That’s exactly the response they are hoping for. Sure, it’s natural for our emotions to get the best of us. But, especially given the impact of sensational media coverage, we need to respond intelligently and rationally.
In 2004, Madrid suffered a terrorist bombing in its Metro, which killed 191 and injured 1,800. In 2005, London suffered a similar terrorist bombing in its Tube system, killing 52 and injuring 700. These societies tightened their security, got the bad guys, and carried on. Paris will, too.
I’m sure that many Americans will cancel their trips to Paris (a city of 2 million people) or the rest of Europe (a continent of 500 million people), because of an event that killed about 150. As a result, ironically, they’ll be staying home in a country of 320 million people that loses over 30,000 people a year (close to 100 people a day) to gun violence.
Again, our thoughts and prayers go out to the people of Paris, the victims, and their loved ones. And it remains my firmly held belief that the best way for Americans to fight terrorism is to keep on traveling.
I agreed with him at the time and even now, having had my wife and unborn child get about as close to an event like this as one can get without getting blood on them, I believe it just as strongly.
I understand risk, and believe in numbers, not decisions based in fear. Many of you all reading this, driving daily to work, are at a much higher risk of dying from that, than we are from a terrorist attack. If we changed our plans due to a small chance of something like that happening to us, we would be giving into the exact fear the people doing these bombings want.
We will not be terrorized.
A friend of mine, shortly after the attack, wrote to me, saying:
Events like these remind us how much we all owe to random chance. This near miss with death [caught your attention] because you have awareness of its (non)occurrence, but I often marvel at the infinite number of possible ways our fragile bodies of flesh and bone avoid meeting death and dismemberment every single day that mostly go unnoticed (not to mention the infinite number of alternative possibilities that could have transpired in lieu of the impossibly unique butterfly-effect chain of events, leading back to the beginning of time, that we each have to thank for our existence in the first place). Yesterday too was a day your wife (and unborn child) did not die, and the day before that, and the day before that. How miraculous is that, if you really stop and think about it?
Glad you’re all okay.
I heartily agree. This bombing was a reminder for us of how fragile everything can be, and his message was a reminder of how fragile it always is.
I’m grateful for our lives, and the lives of all of you reading this, and in mourning for those lives lost due to this attack.