I lived in Tel Aviv through the Second Intifada-- the years when buses around the country blew up weekly. An underfunded university student at the time, I had no choice but to continue to ride the buses daily as frequent taxi rides were beyond my budget. I slowly realized that this mode of transportation was really no big deal and I probably had a better chance of meeting my demise in a taxi crash than on an ill-fated bus. I imagine the victims of such acts of terrorism felt the same way as they unknowingly boarded their doomed buses.
http://www.thejerusalemgiftshop.com/israelnews/my-mothers-first-tel-aviv-bus-ride/
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