Umm.. Who is Shaking My Bed?

I have lived in Taiwan for almost two years, but I have never really felt an earthquake. Until last night that is. Holy cow! I woke up confused and disoriented at around two am. Apparently Frankie was roused out of bed too because we met in the living room and stared at each other, wondering what was going on. It felt like the floor was bubbling, which was really weird because we have marble floors.

The pictures were rattling and I had absolutely no idea what to do. Should I grab Gioia and get in a doorway? Yikes. Even though I was born in LA, I left when I was little, so I never had earthquake safety. Tornado safety, yes. But not this.

It stopped soon though. And I went back to bed. With Frankie. I guess I need to go make an earthquake plan now.