I’m sure all of you have said to yourselves, “Where in the world is Olon, Ecuador?” It doesn’t come up on Google maps, at least not in the right place. The nearest town of any significance, Montanita, might have 2000 locals, surfers, and perpetual hippies populating its 10 block stretch along the beach…and even it doesn’t always make the cut. Yesterday we were planning to figure out how to drop a pin on a Google map around where our village is located so you could see for yourselves. Before we got to that, though, the earthquake monitoring website provided it for us!
Magnitude 4.8 2012/07/30 05:19:48 -1.871 -80.689 57.0 NEAR THE COAST OF ECUADOR
That mark is only a few miles south of where we live. Even the earthquake place can't identify a specific area near us...hence "Near the coast of Ecuador." Here's a closer shot:
Yes, that is where we live, and YES, WE ARE ALIVE!!! Sorry for my over-dramatization, but I’ve never been in an earthquake before. Not a bad start at 4.8, I’d say! I remember it like it was yesterday…Jamie and I had finished a movie (no idea how I was awake that late) when Fort Hood decided to do target practice. That’s what I thought until Jamie said, “Earthquake! Go outside.” She's felt them before...and going outside seemed like a good idea considering the amount of concrete above our heads.
In a normal circumstance at 12:30 a.m. in the morning, I would have lumbered to the door, but in this instance…well, let’s just say Geoff caught his second wind. By the time we got outside the shaking was over. Then we made sure of two things: first, that the shaking had stopped; and second, that a tsunami wasn't going to destroy our house.
There was no aftershock, and the tide was unchanged. We looked it up and saw that although it was only a magnitude 4.8, it was right in our backyard. Hence, I’m able to tell this frightening tale of how the quake scared a Carroll. Oh, and you get to see precisely where we live as well!
In a normal circumstance at 12:30 a.m. in the morning, I would have lumbered to the door, but in this instance…well, let’s just say Geoff caught his second wind. By the time we got outside the shaking was over. Then we made sure of two things: first, that the shaking had stopped; and second, that a tsunami wasn't going to destroy our house.
There was no aftershock, and the tide was unchanged. We looked it up and saw that although it was only a magnitude 4.8, it was right in our backyard. Hence, I’m able to tell this frightening tale of how the quake scared a Carroll. Oh, and you get to see precisely where we live as well!
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