I was sitting in bed the other night and my hotel began to rumble. At first I had no idea what was happening and thought maybe a large truck was passing by. Then I realized it was an earthquake. The whole room was shaking. Even though it wasn’t violently shaking, I was still scared. The quake lasted a couple of minutes and for the duration I thought it was only going to keep shaking and getting worse. I started looking around the room for a safe hiding place, trying to remember what those earthquake safety posters say. I actually just sat in my bed a little petrified from fright.
When it was over I stepped out of my room expecting mass mayhem, people screaming, dogs barking, buildings falling down, waterlines exploding. There was none of this. The night was calmer and quieter than ever. I suppose earthquakes are nothing out of the ordinary in Panajachel. The lake is surrounded by 3 volcanoes, an obvious sign of lots of seismic activity.
A rumbling ground is scary to me. I always think of the Earth as a solid thing. It is frightening when the most solid, sturdy, unmovable thing is shaking.
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