Earthquake

For any of my readers who heard about this morning's earthquake, I want to let you know that all is well here.  This was the third time that I have experienced a tremor in Mexico City, but this morning's seemed to be the strongest and lasted the longest.  I was still in bed when it occurred.  I ran down the stairs (my apartment is on the third floor) and went out to the street.  I was barefoot and dressed in nothing but a pair of gym shorts.  There were many other people on the street... and I was not the only one who was partially dressed.  Standing on the street I could feel the pavement vibrating under my feet.  When it was over I returned to the apartment and found a few things had fallen to the floor (nothing broken) and drawers and closet doors had been jarred open.  It wasn't until closer inspection that I found a number of cracks in the plaster and some plaster on the floor.  But there was no major structural damage.  The owner of the apartment happened to be in the neighborhood having breakfast at a nearby restaurant.  She immediately came over to make sure that I was all right, and to see if there had been any damage.

On the news there were some reports of minor damage, but apparently no injuries.
It was a rather scary way to begin Good Friday, but, as I said, all is well.