Well, we just had a doozy of a startle. Costa Rica just had an official 6.1 magnitude earthquake (originally estimated by the USGS as a 6.2), with an epicentre about 10km east of the Poas volcano. That’s less than 10 km from where I work, and about 15 km from where I live.
It didn’t just shake a few things, it rattled the windows, shook a computer to the floor (Leo’s trying to fix it right now), cracked our ceiling (totally caved in the ceiling of the office next door), broke one of our great big front windows (thankfully, we have the roll doors behind them), and scared the bejeesus out of all of us.
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As I was falling alseep, the windows rattled. The bed shook. A few other things skittered.
‘T weren’t no wind — we had another earthquake. I have no idea where this one came from, but it definitely woke me up. I think Alex slept through it — she didn’t bolt up like the last time.
And yes, we’re fine. Nothing broken. Except my sleep.
Yep, there was an earthquake here last night. Apparently 6.2 on the Richter scale.
We slept through it, if that’s any indication. We were more worried about the strong winds this morning…
Okay, so after chatting with Alex, we actually got our stories straight. Apparently, just after I got home last night, I was heading towards the bedroom when all the windows rattled strongly for maybe a second. I assumed it was the wind (see above). Apparently, it was something a tad stronger.
Not far away, in the Intercontinental Hotel’s lounge, some of the CMers from last night’s grand opening party for The Hangar Interactive were all hanging out when the realised they’d just felt an earthquake. In true CM fashion, they were high-fiving each other while everyone else in the hotel was running out the front door for their lives…
We woke up several times this morning. Once when the phone rang (Mike and Brenda checking in on us), when Kaz and Chris’ new refrigerator showed up, when the phone rang a second time, and when the earthquake hit.
And this time, I’m not joking.
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