It’s 10:56 PM and we’re all sitting outside on every couch and chair we could find. James is sleeping on a table. Others are sleeping on the ground. We’ve moved all the cars to a corner of the yard, in order to clear the area for mattresses and bigger couches. Boris is smoking, Kathleen is drinking, I’m singing church songs. Why? A message from Dina: “Huge aftershock warning tonight…They r saying not sleep inside. Please be careful! Huge aftershock warning tonight…They r saying not sleep inside. Please be careful!” Where she got this information, I don’t know. But it was enough to send people into panic mode, and have us all sleeping outside.
On a more serious note, they’re saying that aftershocks are likely to go on for months, even years, and that there is the possibility of another big earthquake. What. The. Hell.