There are 1000 earthquakes each year in Japan. We just had two today. Greg and I woke at about 4 am and realized that the pictures and light fixtures in our room were swinging back and forth. It's a little like being at sea - except that your're on the 11th. floor of a hotel instead of a cruise boat. All of the hotel rooms here are equipped with flashlights ... now we know why. Once I figured out how to turn on our flashlight, and we had called to alert Adrienne and Reagan (who were sleeping in the room across the hall), I began to try to convince my family that they should assess their wardrobe choices carefully before going back to sleep - "Greg, those shorts are totally unacceptable," and "Girls, do you really want to run screaming out into the street and be photographed by a BBC reporter in those clothes?" Sort of gives a new meaning to the words "I wouldn't be caught dead in that outfit."
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