Sankt Petersburg metro bombing attack gave me goosebumps

I was visiting St. Petersburg for the last three days. This morning, I got up early, after 3 hours of sleep, and got to the airport to catch the flight back to Moscow. By the time I got to the airport, my flight was cancelled. But they booked me a ticket for the next one, which was one h later.

That’s how I spent my Monday morning. At 7 am, I was finally on the plane. The weather was so bad, cloudy and raining, that the captain had to wait for about 1 hour to take off. At least I saw the sun’s rays about the thick clouds.

Moscow is huge. It is the biggest city in Europe and the traffic is terrible. It took 2h to reach the hostel from the airport. It was raining.

I thought the rain would stop, but instead, it is snowing like in a fairytale, with big, fluffy flakes. It has been snowing for more than one hour now, and it doesn’t look like it’s going to stop soon.

The snowflakes are getting bigger. I remember last week when I was at home, and it was 25 °C. Not a pleasant feeling.

The metro bomb in Sankt Petersburg

Just before the snow started, my friends started to text me on Facebook. That’s how I found out about the metro bomb in Sankt Petersburg. I was shocked.

It felt so unreal, I just couldn’t connect. Then I searched online and found out there were 2 metro stations. And I was yesterday in both. Twice.

My friend and I were surprised by the structure and ornaments of the stations. we took photos and I made a video.

We were on that train. In those stops. Unbelievable. I got goosebumps the moment my friend asked me to guess the metro stations. And that’s something you cannot fake.

How is this possible and most importantly “WHY?”. Getting people frighten, scared and weak is a great way to conquer, but this is not the way. It’s incredibly sad how easy it is for a human being to sacrifice another human being. It shocks me and makes me wanna live in ignorance.

Don’t look for someone to blame, look for the cause

I could complain and throw the blame on somebody, but we are all together in this and we do it to ourselves. One of the most powerful tools, the media, is telling us what to do, how to feel, and where to go or not to go. But we are the media. We choose what to consume, what to believe in, and what represents an interest.

Call me a fool, but I don’t follow the news. If something bad is going to happen, then so be it. I cannot control everything around me. But what I can control is my perspective on life. I will not let people tell me what to fear and what to trust. It sounds like living in a cage.

I choose to live the life I love, make it the best I can and enjoy it. Because there can be a moment when it will not be up to me to make a choice.

But it’s not the first time I’m travelling to a place where this happens. And I’ve seen the manipulation which happens in the media and I hate it. Also, that’s how I know I cannot trust it, and media will only show certain bits of what happened.