I awoke with a start. It was 3am. There was a loud explosion from outside and the house shook and swayed. Immediately my mind lead me to believe we had just been bombed by North Korea.
It lasted for 3 seconds then was gone. The neighborhood was quiet. There were no dogs barking – did I just imagine it?
My startled husband ran into the room in a panic. “What was that?”, he asked. “Did Daisen erupt?”, I casually asked about the dormant mountain 10 minutes away.
After living in Japan for 16 months I've finally felt my first ubiquitous Japanese earthquake.
16 percent of the world's earthquakes take place in Japan. They're as common as anime and mullets, and almost as scary.
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