I just woke up here in Boston, only to roll over and check my email... And instantly I saw the flood of emails about the bombings that took place at rush hour in the Moscow subway.
I am so angry! This act of terrorism is personal! They bombed a station we use regularly and that I love dearly for its beauty—Park Kultury. I was just in there last week with both girls when we went ice skating; that's when I took these pictures. A major "transfer" hub, that station is also one used by a large percent of metro-using students and teachers from our school!
Marble bas-reliefs in the Park Kultury station
I immediately called Moscow (they hadn't wanted to wake us up in the middle of the night) and learned that everyone from our school is safe—but some of them were, indeed, in the station when it happened and saw it transpire.
My family rarely uses the subway during our actual commute; they're all fine. The girls are back at school and Chris is at work. (After a week at home, the girls were EAGER to return to classes and their friends—so much so, that they told our babysitter they were supposed to be at school an hour early this morning!)
The kids from Moscow will be waking up shortly and they'll start getting calls from their folks back home. (Considering that most of my students have ridden the metro more in their lives during our time in NYC and Boston, I doubt their parents use the subway that often, either—so I'm sure they're all fine!)