We were sitting down to our last dinner in Islamabad when the manager came out of his room with his cell phone in hand. "There's been a bombing," he said.
So much for dinner. Jodi went for her cameras and I got my notepad. It was very close, and we arrived about 15 minutes later - friends later told me it's best to wait 20 to avoid double blasts.
The intersection where the blast went off was a gory mess. Blood trails on the sidewalks pointed the way to its origin. The suicide bomber had targeted police officers and managed to get quite a few of them - 11 people were confirmed dead by the time I filed for The New York Times, but the total kept climbing. I think it hit at least 20 by morning.
Click here to see what Jodi and I produced for The New York Times on this blast.
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