Word: busful
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...George Psaradakis, 49, drove a No. 30 double-decker red bus through the streets of London last Thursday, there were signs that something was wrong. The city's traffic--never easy--was in a state of chaos. Thousands of commuters had left Underground train stations and were milling about the streets looking for alternative ways to get to work. Few of them had any idea of the scale of the devastation below: moments before, three bombs had gone off in the space of a minute on London's Underground railway. Psaradakis, whose bus was packed, had been forced to divert...
...from cameras on passengers' cell phones, the latest innovation in the grim art of terrorism documentary. While rescuers struggled to recover bodies deep in the tunnels, police became enmeshed in the painstaking forensic work that accompanies a scene of mass murder--checking out claims that a passenger on the bus had been seen fiddling with a bag, examining the chemical fingerprints of the explosives used, looking at tiny, bloodstained body parts for telltale clues...
...blast had nowhere to go, and emergency workers said the scene was hellish. Twenty-one people are known to have died on the train, although as the rescuers searched for more bodies in the sweltering rat-infested tunnels, it was all but certain that the toll would rise. The bus bomb in Bloomsbury came nearly an hour later. Prime Minister Tony Blair was notified of the attacks while at the Gleneagles Hotel in Scotland, where he was chairing the annual meeting of the G-8 group of leading industrial nations. He quickly relayed the news to the other leaders, including...
...Instead of the sounds of bus motors and chatty commuters, my buzzing alarm clock started my day. The absence of car horns and sirens that I usually hear on Fleet Street made Friday?s ?rush hour? seem more like Sunday afternoon. Cars that normally inch through congested streets rolled down open lanes. The sidewalks were void of the scents of coffee and cigarettes. Only a handful of commuters were popping into their favorite stores for their morning croissant and bagels...
...pedestrian paradise. I walked for blocks without one person bumping me. For the first time, I noticed a letterbox near a bus stop because there were no bus riders crowded around it. Where were the tourists asking me for directions to Covent Garden? Where were the crimson trails of double-decker buses that brighten London's streets? I think a lot of east Londoners decided to take a well-deserved summer Friday off. As for me, I made it to the office in 30 minutes, and thanked the skies it wasn?t raining. -Jene? Darden