So once again I managed to miss a major earthquake. I was driving down the freeway when this one happened and missed it completely. The first I knew was when I got home, and the elevators in our building didn’t work. Our elevators shut off automatically when there’s a earthquake.
Anyway, it was a real roller, according to Andy. 5.4 on the Richter scale and centered in Chino Hills east of Los Angeles. No damage down here, but the dogs were pretty agitated when I got home. I was just happy that nobody peed on the floor.
After more than 10 years in California, I can count on one hand the number of earthquakes I’ve really felt. When the last biggie happened I was walking down the street and didn’t feel it. Andy was in an elevator and had a hair-raising experience. Earthquakes are much easier to feel when you’re standing still, easier still when you’re in a high rise, and you get some real swing in an elevator. If you’re in motion, walking or driving, you really only notice if the buildings or roads start falling.
I suppose once I’m in a really big one earthquakes will stop being exciting and start being worrying. But for now, they’re still exciting. And it’s disappointing to miss one, because now I’m the only one without a story. *sigh*