At 8:08 and 12 seconds PT last night, as we were watching TV, we experienced our very first earthquake. We didn't actually realize it was an earthquake - we thought it was just a really strong wind gust (it's pretty windy up here on this hill) - until about an hour later when it was reported on the news.
From the SF Chronicle:
"The quake was felt as a brief rumble in downtown San Francisco, some 40 miles away from the epicenter. To a few occupants of the Starbucks coffee shop at Fourth and Mission streets, it felt stronger than the passing nearby of a very large truck."
The magnitude was between 4.4 and 4.6 which I gather is pretty mild, but maybe stronger than they typically get. I am pretty proud of myself for not freaking out, but I wouldn't mind if I never had to experience another one.
Yesterday after work I tried out my first yoga class at one of the three yoga studios in walking distance from our apartment. This one was in a gym, so not the most relaxing space on earth, what with the sounds of free weights dropping and the cardio boot camp instructor yelling in the studio next door. The gym used to be an old movie theater and much of the interior has been preserved, including the large screen which shows old movies with subtitles while you work out. The yoga studio itself is in the old projection room. Only in San Francisco.
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