well that was exciting
I didn’t run into the hall but down into our basement with the neighbours. It isn’t a shelter shelter but the most fortified spot in the building. I am going to change out of my pajamas in case we have another basement run (seriously, this is religious building and here I was in my little flannel sheep-decorated pj pants and shirt). I was just about to change and go get some more water when the damn thing went off. I was in better attire than the girl across the hall who had been in the shower and just had a big blanket wrapped around her as she shivered and dripped. I’ve now run a couple of bottles of water and some plastic cups down in case there is a next time, especially for the children and the two elderly members of our building. I was concerned though that the old gentleman who fusses about the cat food delivery didn’t come down. If it goes off again, I will run up and get him. I’m sure he didn’t come because it takes so long for him to navigate the stairs and he lives on the top floor.
Getting conflicting reports about where the rocket hit. We thought we heard a really distant explosion — and so intelligently a group of us went out to see — but no idea if it actually was. It did hit somewhere though, that is for sure. As soon as the buses started running again, we came out.
Changing clothes, going for more water and updating again in a bit.