I don't even know where to start.
I slept in today, and only recently found out about the terrorist attacks in London, and everything here is on such tight alert you can't even move without seeing police. Earlier today, I was passed by two different convoys of police vans. Each can carries at least 6 officers, and there were 11 vans and one station wagon in the second one I saw. I was a little too much in shock to count the number in the first one. The sirens are almost constant, and I have no idea what's going on in the city in terms of protests, or if there even are any. When I was on Princes Street today, everything seemed quiet.
It wasn't until I got up to the hostel and saw the T.V. out in the lobbey that I had any idea what had happened. It had such parallels with September 11th, something I'm sure almost everyone is going to call attention to. But the silent T.V., tuned to the BBC with a ticker tape at the bottom talking about the various reactions and what happened, while everyone stood around it in shock. I didn't even know the hostel had a t.v.
I had other things to say, about the protests yesterday and the way the city has been shut down again, but I'm thinking that can wait.