The blitz

Last saturday morning in Bangkok, I woke up to the sound of the rain pouring heavily, intensely in the street, as it does in Asia. It only took me two steps to reach for my phone in the tiny bedroom we occupied in our guesthouse. It was about five in the morning, and the notifications I received from the Le Monde app made me shiver. I spent the next hours exchanging messages with my close ones. Where are you? Do not move. Do you know where is… Where are… They should stay there. They should turn off the lights. Above all, please, please be careful. And while waiting anxiously for answers, we checked frantically news websites and social networks. Oh, to wait greedily for new elements, to go deeper and deeper in the horror, until it hurts, until you can’t breathe, until your heart seems to break.  Continue reading The blitz