I had a premature wake-up call this morning at 5:30, a 6.0 earthquake. The epicentre was about 80km as the crow flies. I’m from British Columbia, so earthquakes never bother me, but my fridge teetering and bouncing certainly did. I had to hold it or it would have fallen over. This quake had a lot more lateral movement than most that hit Taiwan.
Tonight we get a typhoon warning, the government closing classes and government offices on Friday. Yay, an unplanned three day weekend. Typhoon Lekima won’t hit with full force, but the rain and winds are already bad enough. Last year the government stopped forcing people to work an extra Saturday to make up the lost day. Yes, they used to do that and we didn’t have a choice.
Does this mean I’ll be staying home tomorrow? Hell, no, a friend who works as a flight attendant is flying in tomorrow for a dinner with friends. She comes in once every two months. The day off means I have time to see her.
There was weird rain yesterday, the “plum rains”. In the span of ten minutes it went from clear skies to torrential downpour and a centimetre of standing water. Then within an hour it was clear again.