Sometimes something comes up that changes all your plans. Saturday morning, it was an earthquake.
Friday night I had a nice dinner with an ex-student at a Hawaiian restaurant in Shin-Nagata. We enjoyed a great meal, drank a few beers, and called it an early night. By the time I got back home Kuniko was already thinking about hitting the sack so we both crashed out relatively early for a Friday night.
Kuniko was up at 4:30 am on Saturday according to her usual routine, and she kissed me goodbye and left around 5:30. And then it started shaking. For the first few seconds I fully expected it to end, so I stayed in bed. After five seconds I thought I had better get out of bed and head to a doorway. By the time I made it to the doorway, the earthquake was over. Kuniko came back to check on me, and then headed back to work.
Turns out the earthquake epicenter was on Awaji island, just a little to the south of us. All that morning there were aftershocks that shook the house and made me jump a little, but they were small and not nearly as strong as the quake in the morning.
My original plan was to go to hike in Kobe, but a walk to the station showed the trains still hadn’t restarted due to the quake, so it looked like it would be a hassle. I changed the hike to a walk to the grocery store, a had a low key day at home instead.
On Sunday we both had the day off, so we ended up doing a three hour walk, which scratched my hiking itch. It actually turned out to be a pretty nice weekend, despite the shaky (ouch) start.