Panic!
Suddenly everything around us was moving. Even the concrete floor had turned into wobbling jello.
Earthquake! We stampeded out of the hotel and joined the rest of the alarmed guests outside.
A couple of minutes later another Westerner ran out. She was in the bathtub when it hit. She literally flew down eight flights of stairs to reach safety.
We all stood there shaking. But after an hour, everyone decided to go back in.
Then another shudder… Paul jumped out of the window of our ground story room.
It was a false alarm, set off by an overloaded truck driving by.
Afterwards, it took another year before we could peacefully sleep through a heavy truck driving by.
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