Steam, seconds...

Meanwhile, we know what happened that day. It seems it was "just" old infrastructure. No terrorism. People got hurt, the fear about what happened is still there. But life goes on very quickly in this city that never sleeps.

I have been back to the office by now recovering not only my wallet but also my laptop. Friday night, I was eventually able to snug in and was escorted to the office floor to fetch my personal belongings. After having been turned away so many times.

Still many streets are blocked and traffic jamed around that part of midtown. The "frozen zone" 'melts' by the day. My memories will not. Luckily, nothing happened to me. And - considering time and location - we all must be greatful that not much more people got hurt.

This has been an experience that will clearly leave its stamp on 'my year in Manhattan'. I could have easily done without. Having been part of it, will only make it stronger.

To soothe the spirit - some other clouds over Manhattan...