My plan for Monday was thrown into doubt at 5am when a gust of wind woke me up. At first I thought it was a passing truck, but several “trucks” later it clicked: this isn’t a convoy, it’s just Wellington being Wellington!
In the lead-up to my staycation, I picked out Matiu/Somes Island as my number one place to see, and I’d go on the first tolerable day, weather-wise. Roaring gusts are not what I consider tolerable, especially when there’s a ferry trip involved! Continue reading “Matiu/Somes Island almost to myself”
On this day, eight years ago, Christchurch, New Zealand was struck by a magnitude 7 earthquake. This disaster, along with the earthquake of February 2011, stand as defining moments in New Zealand’s recent history. Their effects are still being felt today.
Many residents of Christchurch have shared their stories through projects such as Quake Stories, as well as countless news pieces and books. (For a poetic take on the first few years, I can recommend The Villa at the Edge of the Empire by Fiona Farrell.) But there are many stories yet to be told.
This is my Christchurch Earthquake story. Well, the start of it. This turned out longer than I expected!
Disclaimer: Human memory is fallible. This happened eight years ago!
Saturday, 4 September 2010. 4:35am.
This date and time are permanently etched in my memory. Like the clock towers in the city that stopped at 4:35, there’s a little clock in my mind that’s stuck on this time, even now. Continue reading “Eight years on: My Christchurch earthquake story, part 1”