On Friday last, April 18, as most of the world now knows, there was a 5.4 earthquake in New Salem, Illinois. It was fairly early in the morning. I was up and packing the last items I was going to take home for the weekend.
First the closet doors rattled, then the mirror on the bureau began to shake; at that point I headed for the doorway as I’ve been in an earthquake before. Out here one expects tornados and even other bad weather – but until now I had no idea that this area is sitting on a very large fault line! There was no damage here, and as far as I’ve heard, no one was injured even nearer to the epicenter.
The visit home was great, although far too short. The weather was great, the flights to and from were uneventful, spent time with most of the people I care about, ate some seafood (even by the ocean!), and slept in my own bed for 2 night – whoo hoo!
After arriving back in Louisville, I decided to try the bus system to get from the airport to my local abode. I did have to wait about an hour, so got dinner while I waited, had a great experience on the bus. The airport route has a stop right at the end of my block, what could be better?
It was back to work today, and yearning for the next trip home. Miss you all.