I live about 5 miles from central Wellington and Sunday night was a bit of a rude awakening at 12:02am however, as you know, the worst of the impact was on the South Island.
Local bus services were running from first thing on Monday morning and Monday was spent at home awaiting information on the state of the city. The news trickled in through the day. A few buildings damaged and were being inspected. The PM announced on the early news that his office desk had been overturned. It became clear that most of the damage was to buildings at the Parliament end of the city, which tends to be occupied by government agencies.
Monday evening came torrential rain which bought flooding to add to the slips blocking rail and road links. I'll let somebody else describe the NZ phenomena called 'slips'. Neil’s cows photo and the rail line pics are good examples but they are a regular occurrence even without earthquakes.
On Tuesday much of the cleanup of broken glass etc had been done and we started returning to work. All seemed fine, aftershocks continued but nothing major. As the day went on damaged buildings were inspected and expectations that 'we'll be back at work by Thursday' became, 'maybe a few weeks', and in one case 'a year'.
On Wednesday a building was found with a major crack and the whole area cordoned off in case it fell down.
On Thursday a multi story car park was deemed extremely unsafe and 60 other buildings to be of concern.
On Friday the announcement that demolition is going to start next week on the building found on Wednesday, the car park and the 'it will be a year' building.
Now the finger pointing is happening questioning how relatively new builds are so badly damaged and were we all too quick to return to the city centre. The Christchurch people must be wondering what all the fuss is about the devastation there was far worse.
As for us, a tube of toothpaste fell off the bathroom shelf. I expected to spend my enforced day off rearranging my workshop. You know how it is, books on shelves up to the ceiling, cupboards full, machinery, benches covered with the work from the day before. I expected it to be everywhere. Nothing had moved. I had the day to myself.
I think, that apart from those displaced from their accommodation because it is located close to dodgy buildings, life is going on as much as normal, as it can be. If not with nerves a bit frayed.
Pete