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I remember some of these things very clearly. We were rushing off to the train station near midnight on August 1 when I realized that my new digital camera -- which we'd bought just that day, especially for this trip -- was still on the table in my kitchen. Fortunately, we called home and my mom brought the camera just before the train came. That was a big deal, since so many memorable and photographic moments happened during the trip (as I knew they would).
Scott, I'm so sorry to hear about your cousin. I have a friend who recently spent a year over there...not only did I sometimes get worried about her, she herself nearly lost a friend in this university bombing. The situation over there is tragic, we can only hope someday the fear and hatred give way to some decency. Hope that day is soon.