...a bomb blows up under my window at work, airport gets shut down and I, battling shock, anger and disbelief, I try to figure out how to salvage our suddenly crumbling Italian vacation
...I figure out another flight - from Paris - and even a way to get there - by bus - and where to sleep - at my cousin's
...they let us out of the building and I rush to the bus station half on foot half by city bike, because the whole city is gridlocked and public transportation is down
...my bus never shows (screw you, MegaBus!!!), Scottish customer service is not helpful and I go with Eurolines instead
... I arrive in Paris quickly enough and still manage to see the Eiffel Tower illuminated in beautiful Belgian colors around midnight