Saturday, November 13, 2010

What's shakin' in Cheech?

Yesterday evening our C17 arrived in Christchurch with little fanfare. Suddenly one finds themself stepping off the plane into a moist world at sunset, with things called "trees" towering in the distance. It feels good to be back, though I haven't ventured out since getting to the hotel. Just as I was falling asleep last night we had what felt like a pretty decent earthquake, which tossed me around a bit. That was a first for me. The packing situation is my priority right now, so tomorrow I will return to the Antarctic Center to repack and ship the last of my stuff home. The next couple days will probably just be spent relaxing and taking care of business in the final break before the big trip gets underway.
"We learn geology the morning after the earthquake."
~Ralph Waldo Emerson

2 comments:

Desert Tortise said...

According to the USGS earthquakes hazed page, it was a 4.7. WHat song comes to mind then? I feel the eath move under my feet?

Becky said...

Sleep, that knits the ravle'd sleeve of care....Let us know how the trip is going.