This is a true story so please forgive if it's slightly off topic.
Here in Bangkok the incident happened during the night.
I was sleeping soundly, and for some reason, woke up about 2:30 in the morning.
I thought, for no good reason, that i should boot up my computer and take a look at the news.
When I did the first story on the BBC news was about Boston and the bombings.
My brother lives close to Boston, and his married daughter and her husband live in Boston.
Because of the time difference (12 hours time difference from Bangkok to Boston) it was in the afternoon there in Boston.
My brother immediately called his daughter, and found out she was fine, and did not attend the Marathon (which actually took place within a couple of miles of her home).
Only a few minutes later I called my brother, from litterly half a world away, and the first thing I asked him was if he had heard from his daughter and if she was o.k.
I guess it was just co-incidence, but it's weird anyhow, that we had the same or similar thoughts at the same time 12,000 miles apart.