Tuesday, 9/11/2001, was insane. Wednesday, 9/12, wasn’t exactly a walk in the park. I figured all I had to do was get through the day and everything would be fine and everything would be normal. Right? Wrong. Way wrong.
If you recall, I was at LGA when the towers were hit. I spent several unfruitful hours trying to get into the city; by car, by train, and on foot. Eventually I was able to get into the city, and unfortunately the reality of just how crazy the situation in Lower Manhattan was became exceedingly clear. Yep, my Tuesday sucked on every level. And my Wednesday? Well, it had only just begun.