Last night I was on the eighth floor of a hotel in wellington when this happened
As I woke, adrenal gland firing open and every sphincter slamming shut is I was thinking “where are my pants” and “how long do I wait before running”. Sleep came poorly after that … so the 3:52 am afters shock was not a big deal.
Interesting ……..
Ian thanks for the editing and feel free to edit this one. [Ian: Yup, already did]
Oh very nice! Shelley thinks I’m crazy, but I want to feel a quake…not a big one, just a reasonable one. Lucky you!
Ohh its WAY cool very very very cool …. a must do.
Wasn’t it a 6 we experienced in Napier? Still, being on the 8th floor of a hotel would be a LITTLE different than on the ground floor of a restaurant when “the train went rumbling by”!! Remember that?
Congrats on the job!