According to news reports, an earthquake of catastrophic proportions is "decades overdue." In fact I read in one AFP article that The Earthquake Research Committee warns of an 87% chance that a magnitude-8 earthquake will strike the Tokyo area -- the Kanto plains, home to Tokyo's vast urban sprawl (with a population of 35 million, it's the largest urban area in the world) -- within the next 30 years.
Another fun-fact (lifted straight off AFP): Japan, located on the tectonic crossroads known as the "Pacific Ring of Fire" and dotted with volcanoes, is one of the world's most quake-prone countries, and Tokyo is located in one of its most dangerous areas.
As they say at the British school,
Crikey. (Lots of Ozzies at BST.)
I must confess I don't really think about the earthquake threat very much, but as it was the topic of conversation at my last book club meeting (we did discuss the book -- Robert Harris'
The Ghost, which most of us agreed was entertaining if not terribly deep) I decided to dig up the earthquake prep kit that Terry ordered from his employer shortly after we arrived here, about 18 months ago, and make it more accessible. Or at least take a look at the contents. It now sits on our kitchen counter, ready to go.
I was delighted to discover that the kit included this fireproof, stylishly metallic rucksack (my friend Mizuho says the kanji printed on the pocket means EMERGENCY BAG) into which I have tucked a Swiss army knife, some beef jerky, a few granola bars and several bags of nuts, along with the other items that came with it: tweezers, Qtips, gauze, scissors, a length of rope, a flashlight and batteries, a whistle (in case I am trapped in rubble and am too weak to shout out for rescue? will I be Kate Winslet in Titanic?), a votive candle and matches, work gloves, a blue tarp, a plastic rain poncho, two tins of rice crackers and a single bottle of Mt. Fuji mineral water.
I added the case of six 2-L bottles. It makes a handy shelf for the pack. Mizuho says I should buy a portable toilet, but I'm not sure it would fit in the bag.
faux Croc stick-on nail "clothes"
mannequin heads
garden dwarfs
fake flowers (can you see the dewdrops? clear hard plastic)
shoes
clothespins
fake "decorative interior" vegetables
hair gel
cider
dishes
potato chip rings
food bags
plastic jewelry
signage
leis
in my shopping basket: notebooks (the cover lines: "Memorandum: Write Things Down" and "Keep your Dreams"), butterfly temporary tattoos, teacups, a creamer and caramels
Karen bought a dozen butterfly nets
the inside-the-elevator guide to what's on each floor
the five ladies I shopped with, 3 from Australia, 2 from New Zealand. (I grilled the Kiwis about the South Island, as we are headed there later this month!!!)
