Wow, that was probably the biggest earthquake we've felt for a while.
Dori ran and hid under the bed. Stuff fell all around us.
Our artwork was all askew, we lost some glasses and other stuff, but the main thing is that TBH, Dori and I are all okay, just a bit frazzled (it felt big).
I'm probably mad that the one of the few wine glasses we lost was the one we got from the charming Moulin a Vent vineyard in Beaujolais. We had such a great time there; Marc Combier knew the owner and Mesho, Mashi, Rohini, Siddhartha, Ma, Baba, TBH, and I were all wined and dined to within an inch of our lives.
Oh well, I guess I'll always have the memories!
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