Fast forward to later that evening and all of a sudden we here a sound that I tried to imitate in the title of this post. A long, piercing wail.
No, not whale, wail. I freeze. Turn to Jason. "Uh... is that... a tsunami siren????"
Fuck.
I walked out towards the beach side of the campground, to get a clear view of any other campsites to see if anyone else was .... you know, doing anything, and no. No one was so I turned back to Jason. "OK. NOW WHAT?!"
He paused for a moment... "Well, it is the end of the month... could be they're just testing their siren?"
Um, yeah, ok, cuz, that's reassuring, never having heard one in my life before!
But sure enough, it didn't keep going so I went back to collecting firewood.
When... about fifteen minutes later.... "WOOOOOOOOoooOOOOooooOOOOOOO!"
Oh fuck.
I ran back to where Jason was sitting making dinner. "OK NOW WHAT DO WE DO? BECAUSE THERE IT IS AGAIN!"
He paused, "is anyone else running or anything?" Me: "NO BUT WHAT DO WE DO?"
"Well, I think they just have a few different versions of the warning siren that they test, so... it's probably nothing."
So I guess, since I'm here typing to you it was just a test of the tsunami warning siren but still. STILL! It totally got my adrenaline pumping. And no, I've not heard one of those before.
I did also look around to find which ever tree seemed the easiest to climb, you know, in case the water went suddenly rushing out or whatever, but yeah... damn.
So, I now know that hearing a tsunami warning siren will cause me to freak the heck out and that I really should remember I live in an earthquake zone and possibly a tsunami zone.
Sigh.
