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Safely back in Christchurch! The neighbourhood around here is pretty unscathed, minus a few chimneys and some brand spanking new pavement cracks. But they're incredibly minor. Compared to the damage down town (which I have not seen in person and am content to leave it that way) it's nothing. At least nothing really visible. Some of the sand from the water table has shaken up through the grass around the place which is just WEIRD to see. Tomorrow I might take a walk to the cemetery to see how it fared. Half of those older plots are crumbling into the ground anyway.
Alison's amazingly wonderful parents came to pick me up from the airport (complete with hugs! See, THAT is how to pick people up at the airport) and they brought me back here. They said our wine glasses miraculously stayed on our shelves! Apparently there was one of the tiny glasses on the floor and it was unbroken! In my room, one of my candles was knocked over and that was it. My closet doors had opened so I closed them, but otherwise, nothing. I cleaned up the DVDs, but only my Star Trek and Leah's Farscape ones fell and I checked them all and they are absolutely fine. None of them even came out of their boxes. I checked the knick-knacks on your bookshelf, Leah, to make sure they hadn't scattered. Rescued a few from behind the bookshelf! And I've rescued Alison's laptop from her room, just in cases. AND I went shopping with Peter and Alina (who are also amazing) so I don't have to eat the earthquake rations. Glad those are there though, because I meant I had something to eat before the shopping trip happened. Canned pumpkin soup, yo.
Now I am boiling water and letting it cool so I can refrigerate it. We have to use the boiled water for everything, including doing the dishes, so even though we had water rations, I'm doing more.
And since this is probably not interesting to anyone but me... I'll shut up. Ariadne is glad to see me, though. She hasn't left me alone since I got home. She was NOT glad about the aftershock this afternoon. It woke me up and then she let out an annoyed yowl and pouted under the sofa. She's my brave little trooper ;) Much more dramatic than Jane's, "Oh go away now!" reaction to the aftershock that happened while I was having lunch over there. I enjoyed that. That's enough now, plate tectonics. Calm down, we all know you're upset. Let's talk about this instead, hmm?
EDIT: Two aftershocks in the space of five minutes. Since returning at 8 this morning I have felt like five of the things. And slept through more, probably. Considering there have been about 50, this is minor but I'm still impressed.
Alison's amazingly wonderful parents came to pick me up from the airport (complete with hugs! See, THAT is how to pick people up at the airport) and they brought me back here. They said our wine glasses miraculously stayed on our shelves! Apparently there was one of the tiny glasses on the floor and it was unbroken! In my room, one of my candles was knocked over and that was it. My closet doors had opened so I closed them, but otherwise, nothing. I cleaned up the DVDs, but only my Star Trek and Leah's Farscape ones fell and I checked them all and they are absolutely fine. None of them even came out of their boxes. I checked the knick-knacks on your bookshelf, Leah, to make sure they hadn't scattered. Rescued a few from behind the bookshelf! And I've rescued Alison's laptop from her room, just in cases. AND I went shopping with Peter and Alina (who are also amazing) so I don't have to eat the earthquake rations. Glad those are there though, because I meant I had something to eat before the shopping trip happened. Canned pumpkin soup, yo.
Now I am boiling water and letting it cool so I can refrigerate it. We have to use the boiled water for everything, including doing the dishes, so even though we had water rations, I'm doing more.
And since this is probably not interesting to anyone but me... I'll shut up. Ariadne is glad to see me, though. She hasn't left me alone since I got home. She was NOT glad about the aftershock this afternoon. It woke me up and then she let out an annoyed yowl and pouted under the sofa. She's my brave little trooper ;) Much more dramatic than Jane's, "Oh go away now!" reaction to the aftershock that happened while I was having lunch over there. I enjoyed that. That's enough now, plate tectonics. Calm down, we all know you're upset. Let's talk about this instead, hmm?
EDIT: Two aftershocks in the space of five minutes. Since returning at 8 this morning I have felt like five of the things. And slept through more, probably. Considering there have been about 50, this is minor but I'm still impressed.
