Monday, August 4, 2008

Stirred, not shaken

I’m back!

Well actually,
it’s more like (picture Eeyore gloomily saying) "I’m back."

Yup, I woke up this morning not to the sounds of waves crashing on a Jamaican beach, but to the sounds of the morning commuters catching their bus. No beach butler will hand me a martini today. No all-inclusive meal plan- I’m making spaghetti for dinner.

Honeymoon over. Back to reality.

Coming home meant more than just coming back to our apartment; see we were a tad apprehensive to see if our newly acquired wedding presents had been thrown on the floor by the earthquake.

We made a point not to get any news while we were on our honeymoon, but we wanted to see what the weather would be like when we came home. Instead all the papers read, “LA still experiencing aftershocks.”

Aftershocks of what, we thought? A small 5.4 earthquake out of out of Chino Hills it turns out.

However, given the news coverage that we were receiving about it two days later in a foreign country- you’d think half of LA fell into the ocean.

We consider ourselves lucky, as there is really little one can do to protect oneself from such an event. However, the way this trembling earth was shown on TV was blown way out of proportion! It turns out we weren’t the only ones to feel that way: check out Stein’s Los Angeles Times article. By the way, if you’d like to see how often we experience earthquakes go to the government site that tracks them.

Coming into our place (as my new husband carried me across the threshold) it was easy to see that we had experienced little damage. Some books had come off our non-tethered bookcases (note to self: need to put those on wall anchors…), but beyond that some doors had opened or closed themselves. So- really no damage to our place or our wallets.

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