9/10

What a Difference a Day Makes
Cindy, Skye and myself had recently returned from an amazing adventure in Croatia. Once again we had pulled up roots, put everything in storage and went on another epic adventure. It had been several years after Yugoslavia had broken up and the region had had a civil war. I had done a great deal of research and it was deemed safe for tourists to return to the jewel of the Adriatic. But there was still apprehension which played out well for us because it was incredibly affordable and without many Western tourists. And we were welcomed with open arms. 

When we returned to the States, we stayed with a dear friend of Cindy's. We were there for several days. We weren't in any rush as we didn't have any upcoming jobs or a place to stay in Los Angeles. But on 9/10, we decided not to wear out our welcome and packed up all of our luggage and headed out towards Cleveland where one of Cindy's sisters lived.

As we were leaving New York City, Cindy opened up the moon-roof and pointed towards the Twin Towers saying, "Skye when I used to live over there, my friends and I wondered if the Towers were to fall, would they hit our apartment?"

She slid the moon-roof closed and we continued on toward Cleveland.

The following day we watched the news in disbelief.  

We couldn't understand what we were witnessing. 

It was surreal. 

We also realized the world as we knew it would never be the same.