Last night I ended up getting a call from a mate of mine and walked around to his place to play some pool.
Ended up being a pretty late night and I walked home about 4am, then I checked some emails and checked the servers and the house started rocking!!! It wasn’t very strong but it was enuf for me to get up and out of the house. I didn’t think too much about it and went back to bed.
I had a couple of hours of sleep and I was up at 8am to go for a ski with a relative of my mate. While I was in the shower he called me saying he is on his way back to Christchurch. Feeling just a little hungover my brain could not figure anything out until he, slowly, explained about the 7.1 magnitude quake. His mothers house had been pretty much destroyed. Thankfully she just moved and they hadn’t sold it yet. I gave him a buzz this arvo and he told me that if anyone was in the house they’d be a goner.
There is even a curfew in place in Christchurch. Good thing that thus far nobody has been killed.
When I was in Christchurch a couple of months ago I stayed in a hotel on Manchester St….
