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There is a first for everything and last night I felt my first earthquake. It was probably around 11am last night and I woke up to the bed shaking and the windows in our room rattling. I wasn't alarmed in the slightest, I just rolled over and thought to myself it was a train going past really close, and then I thought "No, no trains around here, must have been a plane". We are both quite used to planes, jumbo's and airbuses as we lived under the direct flight path to Coolangatta airport for 5 years. Then I half woke up some more and realised neither of these things were possible when you live just past the black stump in the middle of absolutely nowhere...it must be an earthquake. I woke Justin up just as it was rumbling to a finish. And he said sleepily "what was that?", I said "it must have been an earthquake" and he said "yeah that makes sense" and then he rolled over and went to sleep. Needless to say I was quite awake for some time because I was waiting for any after shocks; they didn't come. Chances are we slept through the big one and I woke up for after shocks. Very exciting nonetheless.
This morning I tested the windows to see how rattly they are even without an earthquake, and to my surprise they were rock solid - not a whisper of a rattle or a loose plain of glass anywhere. I was quite amazed because the windows last night were sounding like nothing was holding them in place.
So now I can tick that off my to do list.
Going into town today. Got my nice 'town clothes' on. Quite distinctive in comparison with 'farm clothes' which would put an Indian beggar to shame. We have less to do in Dannevirke today which will be a pleasant change from the last few visits which were more like Beat-the-Clock-snatch 'n' grab buy-up-big-like-you-want-to-go-completely-broke hidden camera captured footage straight out of an American shopping mall during Boxing Day sales.
I hope today will round up all the little loose threads that have been more stubborn and required extra effort to get organised - like my driver's licence - which I had to send away to the RTA in NSW for confirmation of date of issue; to which they sent back a page outlining two speeding fines - the dirty bastards. So now I have to apply for my Kiwi licence with egg on my face. And just for the record both my fines were grossly unfair and nabbed during a police fundage shortage and they tricked me with roadwork signs and dazzled me with confusing speed limit changes which they are very good at doing when they need extra revenue.
All in all, it is all coming together well. My only complaint is the cluster flies which now have a very short life expectancy since they have been put on my 'hate and must die' list. Die flies, Die!
And now off to Town for some High Tea and no flies.