Attention, attention everyone. I have cheated death yet again. (Ninjas do this all the time.) Jose, Boo and I were having a quiet evening of sorting papers and chitchatting, when suddenly we realized that something was rumbling. It turned out to be the building. We watched our desk sway slightly from side to side. I focused on the stuffed owl who hangs from our desk that cousin Sharon gave me – he wiggled like a little hanging owl metronome.
I must inform you that I have now survived two earthquakes. This marks the first that I actually felt. The first earthquake I survived was in Hawaii, and while that earthquake made the news, and the experience after the quake more closely resembled a disaster movie in the vein of The Day After Tomorrow, I did not actually feel the earthquake itself. I was driving in a car and never felt a quiver, but was greeted at work by a power outage that lasted more than a day and took out most of the meat in Hawaii refrigerators. Barbecue for everyone!
But I was fully present for tonight’s quake. Japan has earthquakes. I’ve heard this. Many earthquakes. Frequent earthquakes. Living on the 11th floor of a high rise building, I wondered if I would feel them. My first person experience answer is yes, it is so.
Earthquake amateurs that we are, Jose questioned whether or not we should stand in a doorway. Eh, better safe than sorry. We stood in the doorway and the building did a little dance for what felt like a full minute. The boo was highly suspicious of the shaking, and puffed up his tail and ran to our bed. He immersed himself in covers until the shaking stopped. We were not as easily traumatized, and though a few books toppled off our shelves, nothing else came of the building’s maraca act.
Well, in the states I would turn on the news to confirm that we just felt an earthquake, but there’s no such method for justification here. Instead we googled it until we came up with something to show that we hadn’t just imagined it. I think the Wall Street Journal will prove to be a reliable enough source:
We also contributed to the world’s scientific knowledge but submitting a report to the U.S. Geological Survey website
detailing our experience as earthquake survivors. I am always amazed at the wonders of the Internet and the way it allows us to share information, sometimes useful and sometimes not. Gathering earthquake knowledge for scientists = useful. Random blogging = not so much, but fun nonetheless.
After such a harrowing experience, one takes stock of all that one still wants to do in life. I, for one, finally packed up that box I’ve been meaning to send. Off to the post office tomorrow for me. No more procrastinating.