I guess I know what an earthquake feels like now because apparently I was in one this afternoon!
I was in the middle of watching All My Children when I felt this, well..., rumbling, rolling blast/explosion under my feet. That's the best way I can describe it anyway. I immediately looked at my dog who reacts to any strange noise, but she didn't seem to have noticed anything odd.
Well, whatever if was really unnerved me a bit because I'd never felt anything quite like it before. I sat still, and waited for a secondary explosion, but there wasn't one. So, I opened the front door to see if any of my neighbors were equally curious, but no one was outside, and everything was quiet. I looked out the back (looking for large trucks, or anything else that would make sense), and saw my neighbor sitting out back, just relaxing on the patio. No trauma there...
I gave up, and decided that it must have been some construction blasting nearby, and went back to my soap.
The lead story in our 5:00 pm local news was that there had been a 1.8 earthquake, centered about two miles down the road from me! A small one...
I can tell you that, if this was a small earthquake, I really don't want to be in a big one. It was a VERY strange sensation, but looking back on it now, I think that my instincts were actually telling me that this was exactly what I was feeling!
It IS a strange feeling! When I was working in Alameda, California, our office building was built on ball bearings so it would roll around during a quake. It did!! I think it was built directly on the San Andreas Fault.
KaeEll, I thought that your California residency might have given you at LEAST one earthquake experience while you were there! No, my dishes didn't rattle, but there was a loud boom, and the house shook; I could feel the concussion under my feet, and it was in a rolling motion.
I think that I knew on some level that it was an earthquake, but unconsciously dismissed the idea because one doesn't tend to think Virginia = earthquake! LOL... When I heard what happened on the news, it certainly did make sense.
KaeEll, I could NEVER live in California, although I did fall in love with the San Francisco area when Jim and I visited out there the first year we were married. Loved it!
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Oh yes, we had a few rumblings while we lived there. One in particular bothered me. I was the receptionist for the head office of Payless when it was a department store chain. I had this big desk in the spacious lobby with a potted palm behind me. All of a sudden, this palm tree rolled about 8 feet across the room! Thank goodness for the ball bearings!
The earthquake factor was just one of the reasons we left California. We loved the weather there from April through November - never a drop of rain, so we could plan outdoor activities all the time well in advance. We had regular tickets to outdoor concerts at Stern Grove on Sunday afternoons (a eucalyptus grove in San Francisco) and outdoor plays at a beautiful amphitheater just south of us. We sailed on Lake Merritt and from Berkley to Sausalito every Saturday. It was fabulous!
But at the end of the day, it wasn't where we wanted to raise a family. I think there were more crazies per capita there than anywhere else. My closest girlfriend there was on her 4th husband at the age of 32, for example. Everything was disposable, even relationships.
Maybe the surroundings, so beautiful and all, contributed to the superficial lives of so many people we knew. Or maybe it was because most residents had gone there from somewhere else, looking for SOMETHING to fill a hole in their souls. Don't know. It was a wonderful 3 years, but I'd never go back there to live.