Aren’t we supposed to hide under a table or something? [herceg-novi]

Was I imagining this?

One second my world was normal, and the next, it was moving beneath me. A low, heavy and not so distant crash resonated somewhere in my echoic memory.

We were sitting in our rented vacation apartment in Herceg-Novi, Montenegro, just getting into another animated conversation about horoscopes and the handshake induction when we felt it.

Did something in the other room fall? Nothing was heavy enough to cause such a reverberation. Could someone in the building have turned on an extremely violent washing machine? No, that’s too far-fetched. Actually, what it logically sounded and felt like was a semi truck that had just crashed through a wall and landed on a bouncy gym under our apartment…Could that be it? Continue reading Aren’t we supposed to hide under a table or something? [herceg-novi]