Quake? What quake?
Around 1:40pm this afternoon, a good part of the central portion of North America was subject to a 5.5 earthquake. The quake—which didn’t last for more than about 15 seconds where I was—had its epicentre just outside of Ottawa, Ontario, Canada.
It would probably be one of the only times in my life that I would have experienced an earthquake, since these are so rare around this part of the world.
Although it’s sad to say, I was actually a little disappointed that I didn’t feel a single shake, rattle, or roll. As it turns out, I was out on the streetcar coming back from my lunch when the quake struck without warning. Upon coming back to the office, my coworkers were all talking about the quake. Quake? What quake? I didn’t feel anything.
Apparently the quake was experienced as far west as Portland, Oregon (U.S.) and as far west as Quebec (Canada), and perhaps even beyond.
To my knowledge the only time I actually experienced an earthquake was some time in the 1980s when I was still a small child. I was asleep in bed, when I saw my entire room shake (upon waking up of course). This was back in Ottawa, so again, a quake was a rare experience.
So to this day, that experience remains my only earthquake experience. And yes, I am thankful for that.
I haven’t heard of much damage or injuries anywhere so let’s hope things stay that way.





