Yesterday I felt my first ever earthquake, measuring 6.4 on the Richter scale, complete with nocturnal aftershocks and rumbling tremors. A gentle reminder of the power hidden not too far below the surface of the earth. But Chile is used to earthquakes; it's an unusual day but not extraordinary by any means and as soon as it was established that the epicentre was inland rather than at sea, nobody really cares too much. It's the tidal waves that are dangerous.
We were in the street at the time so didn't feel it as strongly - imagine standing on the university roundabout as a tram passes below and you get a pretty good idea of how it feels, complete with the noise that comes beforehand, it actually took me a minute to work out that there was no metro anywhere nearby!
We were in the street at the time so didn't feel it as strongly - imagine standing on the university roundabout as a tram passes below and you get a pretty good idea of how it feels, complete with the noise that comes beforehand, it actually took me a minute to work out that there was no metro anywhere nearby!
In between all of that, it was fantastic to see Pierre again. Hopefully it'll be less than a year and a half until our next reunion. As expected, the house was full of couchsurfers of varying nationalities, but also a good number of Chileans, allowing me to somewhat get used to the accent before being thrown in at the deep end. A few good games of dixit and uno (including one round in polish) and I seem to have secured myself a place to stay in Valpo, even though Pierre won't be there much longer.
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