shake, rattle and roll

So on Wednesday, September 16 Chile had the strongest earthquake of 2015. Sometime between 7:30 and 8 pm. All in all there were 3 earthquakes and 42 after shocks with strongest being 8.3. Needless to say there was no sleep for me that night. So husband was away for work (naturally) and Curly girl did sleep through it amazingly enough. This was a blessing because I am not really confident that I would have been able to keep us both calm. I was FREAKING OUT. FREAKING THE F OUT.

Can I also please apologize to everyone because I brought this on us. That morning I went out and bought extra bottled water, batteries, bandaids, dried goods and pulled out extra cash to update our "earthquake" supply drawer. I threw it out to the universe and the universe threw it right back. Thanks for that. I digress. We have had so many little tremors since moving here so I was not super concerned at first. But it kept going and kept getting stronger. I thought to myself "self, what would husband do?" Open the front door thats what he would do. So I ran to the front door as my neighbor was doing the same thing. (point me). Then I ran to open Curly girl's door and check on her. Snoring and door being kept open by shoe (success). I ran back to the front door and held it open. It shook for what felt like forever. My sliding doors were opened by about 2 feet and all our drawers were open and shaking. It was crazy and terrifying. But it just shook all night long. Every time I started to drift off a shaking would startle me back awake. Around 4 am I just gave up.  I truly hope to never go through something like that again. But we are lucky to live in such a safe, sound building. We had no damage and nothing broke. The earthquake that destroyed Haiti was only a 7 and there were over 200,000 deaths. I think Chile has had 10. Which is still sad but to think about the drastic difference in that. Santiago is built for this. While I was terrified I never felt unsafe. I knew we were safe. I knew that the building would hold. I don't know how to explain it, but the way the building was shaking I could just tell. I wish husband would have been here with me but I am proud of myself for handling it without totally falling apart. This morning (2 days later) there was a small-ish tremor and I freaked out. I might have ptsd.

let us play catch up, shall we

So I have been MIA for a bit. Yes. My computer crashed. I am talking sad mac dead computer. Complete with x's over the eyes. Let us have a moment of silence for my dead Mac book. Ole girl was with me for 7 years. So sad.

But now I have a fancy new MacBook Air. Its so sleek and smooth. So far I am a fan and I can start posting again. We all win. So we have been busy bees the last couple months. My family came to visit for the month of July. It was so wonderful to see my mom. I missed her so much. I loved getting to show her around the city and take her to the wineries. We share a love of wine, my mom and me. I also introduced her to Indian food. No one loves curry more than I do but I think she's close. Then after that we went skiing down south, have been to multiple Chilean bbq's (Curly girl even got temporarily lost at one, terrifying!) and traveled to Easter Island. Let's start with skiing.

So we traveled down to Chillan and enjoyed a lovely time skiing and stayed in the cutest little cabana.

Skiing in the Andes was incredible. I mean truly breathtaking. And despite Curly girl's (un)enthusiastic expression she did love skiing and was skiing runs solo by the end of the afternoon. Husband gave me a small heart attack because he skied some runs with curly girl between his legs. She loved it and I was terrified. sigh. it rained like crazy the whole drive which resulted in a ton of fresh snow. It was pretty perfect timing. I thought that the skiing trip was my favorite trip so far and then we went to Easter Island and oh man. It was awesome. I mean really cool. I highly recommend that if you can go you should. We stayed in cabanas that were totally cool. The property even had bananas growing near the cabanas. We did this amazing guided tour of the volcano, the Moai, the lake and the beach. Then the next day we did a horseback tour of the interior of the island and toured the caves. The trip of a lifetime. And omg the food. Amazing ceviche and out of this world good, fresh tuna. We actually saw the fishing boats just off coast catching the tuna. It was humid and the air smelled like ocean. It made me miss the sunshine state something fierce but I am still happy to be living here. 

These are some shots of the Moai. And some more....

And because I am me I went for a run while we were there. Not even a vacation can keep me from my running shoes. I took this great shot while out on the run. I ran along the coast because it was pretty and because I figured if I ran along the coast I couldn't get lost. (Yes my internal navigation is so bad that I could possibly get lost on an ISLAND). I left just after sunrise and it was a gorgeous run. 

All in all Easter Island was incredible. I am so glad that we made this trip and I love that we have so many pictures and memories of Curly girl with the Moai :) Now we are back home in Santiago I am in unpacking mode. Bleh. With a sick kiddo, double bleh. I hate the whole trip laundry washing and putting away and cleaning thing. I am currently looking a fairly large pile of clean laundry and listening to my sheets hop around in the dryer (even tho they are totally dry) because I am too lazy to get up and fold the clothes and take the sheets out of the dryer and put them on the bed. meh. But since it looks like I will be home with a sick kiddo tomorrow I should have p-l-e-n-t-y of time to put away some clothes.