Last night we had an earthquake. This one was very short, unlike the last one
I experienced here, maybe just 5 seconds. It began with a bang of movement, which just rumbled off into nothing very quickly just before 2 am.
When it comes to the ground shaking by the way of earthquakes or jishin
as it is called in Japanese, I don't handle it all that well. Last night I was out of my bed within seconds, and at the TV tuning into NHK for confirmation that what I had just felt was indeed a little bit of quaking earth. I got Brett and Naoko up too, convinced this one was a prelude to a bigger one in a few hours. The Japanese don't use the Ricter Scale, instead employing the shindo
refers to the intensity of an earthquake at a given location, i.e. what people actually feel at a given location, while the Richter scale measures the magnitude of an earthquake, i.e. the energy an earthquake releases at the epicenter.) This one was 4 on the Shindo scale at the epicentre, making it a 3 in Osaka. Earthquakes Hazard
tells me it was 4.5 on the Ricter Scale (that website is awesome).
Last night, the earthquake's epicentre was south of Osaka, off the coast of Wakayama (just like the previous one too). The good thing about Japan is as soon as an earthquake has occurred, if you can turn onto NHK, the details of it will be up literally within seconds, along with tsunami warnings in a variety of languages.
I was made all the more nervous as I had dreamed last week of earthquakes and on Friday night had read a feature article on the subject in National Geographic, which if course talked in detail about Japan's relationship with earthquakes. Earthquakes remind me that nothing is stable in this life, least of all the earth, and we can't control that and probably never will.
I finally relaxed enough to fall asleep, albeit in event of another, bigger earthquake occurring in the night, I slept with my head at the opposite end of the bed to avoid the aircon from falling off the wall and knocking me out.