London 21 July 2005

I was in London for work that day. It was a beautiful summery day. By the time word had spread that there had been a second attack on the London tube, the City seemed like a ghost town. Traffic came to a halt and buses were not going into central London. Yet, the weirdest experience must have been isolation. As I did not have access to the internet or a phone (cell line sget blocked very quickly) or a television or the radio, it was really difficult to know what was happening. People were confused, spreading rumours and I overheard a couple deciding to move outside of the city. It was only when I reached Oxford Circus (which was closed) near one of the suspected attacks that more information was available through the police officers.