Wow, London.

Yesterday I rejoiced with the Londoners upon the announcement they'd won the 2012 Olympic bid. All of the bus and underground ads, billboards, and television commercials had managed to win the city enough public support, and I was proud. It mattered more to me that London got the bid than that New York didn't.

Today I was so saddened to hear of the pain of a city that was my home away from home. The stations affected by the bombings were sometimes places I frequented. The press conference of emergency workers and government officials featured familiar names, processes, and people. And I knew how hard it was going to be for everyone to get home tonight because I've done it again and again. I know what it means for the Circle and Central Lines to be down. I know what it must be like for the cell phone networks to have been down. Yet, the experience is not mine. I can empathize, but I cannot truly feel what the people of London must be feeling today.