On Gaien Higashi Dori
Wednesday, October 15
This afternoon, Tokyo was hit by a very scary earthquake. The scariest in my seven years here by far. Our building shook violently, and the magnitude seemed to be building. Fear registered on the normally placid faces of my Japanese colleagues. Books started falling from the shelves. People stood up from their desks. Some were saying, "tateyure da ne," which can be roughly translated as "the shakes are vertical." This apparently is the dangerous kind of earthquake. I got up and walked down the six flights of stairs to the ground. My hands were sweating and I was shaking in tune with the earthquake. Without being too dramatic, it felt like a near death experience. Definitely time to get out of this place.