We were welcomed here with a little doosey on Tuesday just before 1am. I’ve never experienced an earthquake, so it sort of ‘shook’ me up. Heehee!
I woke up to the bed shaking and initially thought that I was on a cruise ship and pulling into dock. It’s the same sensation. Loud and vibrating. Then I realized that I wasn’t on a ship and the room was shaking.
I woke Greg up (I can now officially say that he could sleep through an earthquake!) and asked if we were having an earthquake. His response, “yep”. Yep? Should we run to the doorway or something? Should we go outside? What are we supposed to do? “Nothing.”
Really? Nothing? Alrighty then. So we just laid there. It seemed to last forever. Then it just stopped. Our bed, which is on wheels, had moved to the side quite a bit but my razor that was balancing on the edge of the bathtub remained unmoved.
We got a call shortly after from our friends here in Chile asking if we were ok. We were told that that was an unusually long one, but that those were the best kind. Long and slow. They cause less damage. No damage here. The hotel people didn't even come check on us or anything. People in the states were more concerned about it than the Chileans.
Apparently earthquakes happen about one a month with 3 major fault lines here. They’ve had 4 in the past month… Welcome to Chile!