It was a night with very little sleep. After only a few hours of sleep, the bed started to shake as if it was a prop for the Exorcist movie. For a brief moment I thought I might have been dreaming and that the bed would fly off as if a magic carpet. Earthquake!
A few minutes later, a second earthquake. And then twenty minutes after that, a third earthquake. By that time, my wife and I noticed that the traffic had gone from fishing village sleepy to on high octane. People were outside, some running, most just standing around … waiting. We soon made our way outside to wait. The loudspeakers came to life as the mayor addressed the community. Apparently, the threat of a tsunami was dismissed. You could feel the relief in the air though no one was in a rush to head back to bed. About a half hour later, we returned to our casa and went back to bed. Eventually, sleep did come.
We stayed safe. Mother nature had decided it wasn’t our time yet. We slept in until 7 this morning. Yes, that is sleeping in for me. Then, it was time for coffee to be drunk on our upper balcony, my outdoor place where being nude doesn’t intrude upon others who don’t expect the challenge of nudity while on vacation, or by villagers who are conservative and catholic here in Ecuador. After breakfast, around 9:30, we got ready to go out for our daily beach walk. It was sunny and the tour busses had been rolling in for more than two hours. Now, it’s just another Sunday in Olon, Ecuador.