front of us an avenue of huge skyscrapers and half off cars in the queue.
The crowd runs fast, sinuous, two dots are among tens of thousands of people and walk line up holding each hand. Some shops closed their shutters, covered vans and signs light up behind closed doors.
The city that never sleeps, takes a break, like in any Italian city at the end of the workday.
I think of my family in Italy, are not yet able to call nessuno.Chissà if my sister has already heard something ... my mother must be terrified, have cried "again!", recalling 10 years ago when he stopped his heart in his throat. But that's another story.
My brother can read Facebook, just know that I can write him an email. We continue our march without stopping, the earmuffs at times seems to fly away by icy gusts. I watch the show of my pompon dancers, when I run the stairs of the Metro I've given up high heels and can walk for miles.
The buildings are becoming less frequent and appear in the first factories to the bank of the sea.
The sidewalk turns into a narrow ramp and a bit 'steep, we are about to merge onto the freeway. We expect 1317 meters suspended running water.
people stop on the landing of the exit, terrified by the vibrations. The bridge sways slowly filled with cars with red eyes. No need to confront, we put in and pull straight along the pedestrian bridge on the right side. Below us the
mare.Vediamo in the distance a rash extended to Kawasaki or so. Some loosen up and show the area. A big fire. I still do not know the indescribable amount of damage that the North East of Japan has been in a few minutes.
The bridge seems endless, the shocks are felt slow and deep and we can only move forward. No train runs alongside the rails, suspended in silence in a vacuum.
finally begin the descent towards the opposite bank. The pedestrian lanes along the sea, so tiny and bustling during the morning view from the train, are now deserted and incredibly close.
The slabs of the sidewalks are uneven, sunken in some places. In other seems to be exploded pipes of the aqueduct, the sludge has reached the roadway and flooded part of the lane. My husband shoot some photos with the phone.
mare.Vediamo in the distance a rash extended to Kawasaki or so. Some loosen up and show the area. A big fire. I still do not know the indescribable amount of damage that the North East of Japan has been in a few minutes.
The bridge seems endless, the shocks are felt slow and deep and we can only move forward. No train runs alongside the rails, suspended in silence in a vacuum.
finally begin the descent towards the opposite bank. The pedestrian lanes along the sea, so tiny and bustling during the morning view from the train, are now deserted and incredibly close.
The slabs of the sidewalks are uneven, sunken in some places. In other seems to be exploded pipes of the aqueduct, the sludge has reached the roadway and flooded part of the lane. My husband shoot some photos with the phone.
cars just run faster on this side, there are too few taxis in operation. We are very tired but we can walk again, according to one estimate, more or less approximate in just over an hour we get home.
House. Who knows what the state is, and who knows if the structure has withstood the violence of the shock.
The building is relatively new and designed to withstand earthquakes shake 5, but this time we have well over the limit ...
Environment around began to be as familiar. We pass on the second last, then the last stop before approaching to cross a branch of the Edo River.
soar over the bridge we see the top of our building. It is still standing. We decide to make a turn off slightly to see if we can buy food for the next day and understand the situation in general.
The sidewalks are torn in some places, some crashes have been checked. This area was built rob space from the sea, the ground is not solid, was to be expected.
The supermarket is open 24 hours throughout the year is closed. It's really a strange effect.
finally crossed the way home and we sneak silently through the emergency exit in the hall. Berth the electronic key and the glass door opens silently. Clearly, the elevator is out of order.
Take the ramp safety, noting several small collapses of the facade from the first floor. Continue to rise.
The front door is slightly dusty, some traces of the floor tiles crumbling. I put the key with bated breath.
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