Well this is somewhat funny. It’s been 2 weeks since a 5.5 magnitude [5.0 according to some sources] quake shook Toronto and a number of other cities, and I’m still receiving messages saying things like “Oh… uh… wait… what? But I thought you were joking!! Since when does it quake in Toronto?”. Or “OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD are you alive? Are you ok? I just figured out that there REALLY was a pretty serious quake in Toronto!!!!”. =P

Yes. There really was a quake in Toronto on June 23rd. Neither me, nor any of those major news agencies that wrote about it, made the whole 5.5 magnitude of it up. I was at home at the time of the quake, having lunch, or trying to. As I’m sure you all already know, I live on the 23rd [top] floor of a not terribly new building, and I can assure you that you wouldn’t possibly doubt the reality of the quake, would you have been here with me, enjoying the very very real swings of this giant rollercoaster. 😉 And even if that wouldn’t convince you, I’m sure when stuff on the walls and shelves started dropping down on your head, you’d be sold.

I could hear the walls cracking and see small particles coming off the ceiling. I was about to move the coffee table to the balcony… My neighbours were completely freaked. Shouting, screaming, crying…. High-rise buildings are still being inspected for structural damage. Apparently the quake shook Toronto, Quebec [worst damage apparently], and parts of the USA. This wasn’t the 1st quake I’ve experienced in my life, but it was the 1st in Canada and it was definitely one of the scarier ones. But anyway, I’m alive! =P

 

P.S.: Yes, if it would have come down to it, I would have jumped off the balcony.