Aug 07, 2005 15:14
So last night around 1am I was woken up by an earthquake. I rather enjoyed this one, it didn't have any of the scary sudden hard "pushes" (where you feel like someone slammed against the hosue really hard), and was just a nice long shake. It will probably be the last earthquake I feel for a long time, being that I am down to about 48 hours left in Japan. A very busy 48 hours might I add. My suitcases are already buldging, and I still have a few more things to squish in there. I am at what I call the 9th level of packing, where I stand my suitcase upright, open the zippers at the top, and literally shove clothes and such down into the bag. Lets all pray for the lives of any airport security who might happen to open it up, because it will explode clothes and suvioners all over the place if they do. Thats ok, I bet tomorrow goes the the final and most dangerous level of packing - level 10. That is the point where its too full to be zipped close without the help of three people, one person zipping, and the other two squizing and then once it is zipped quickly slap the lock on it so that it can't burst open without breaking the metal lock (qhich by the way is quite possiable at this point anyway).