Gare Lyon cordoned off on 11 November 2015 as police searched for terrorists.
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L.M. Archer, FWS. | Bourgogne ML writes about Burgundy’s Hospice de BEAUNE.
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If you’re
reading this, it’s because either you weren’t in Paris on 13 nov 15, or you were, and survived. I’m among the
latter.
You’ve heard about
the carnage that night, but you may not know about the evacuation of Gare Lyon earlier in that afternoon.
En route to Beaune that Friday the 13th
for
the Hospices de Beaune 2015, our train never left the station last Friday.
Instead, heavily armed police cordoned off the area and searched the premises for a suspected terrorists armed with
explosives.
Approximately two hours after the evacuation, we were allowed entry, and boarded
a later train.
Little
did we know that as we disembarked in Burgundy, Paris bled.
We learned that after a flurry of frantic texts the next morning. To all the friends and family who reached out with love and concern for our safety, thank you. What a comfort.
To the People
of Paris, thank you for your
calm, grace and composure under extreme duress.
Nous sommes tous Paris.
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