At first, I was slightly anxious about going to Jakarta when I finish here. But now it appears that it’s not safe to go home, either.
Perhaps I should just stay on this little island, holed up in my hotel room?
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yes, it was very weird. I feel really excited to have been in an earthquake, one of things I can tick off the list of things to do before you die (preferably not in an earthquake).
It even came to Macclesfield!
Almost like a very large wagon going down the main road outside.
I was talking on the phone at the time whereas I guess most people would have been in bed and got woken up by the shaking (12:53 AM).
I was in sheffield so only inches from the epicentre. Well, 60 miles or something. Though when I woke I thought I was in Oxford and had a very srange feeling of dislocation for quite a while. I asked K what was going on but at the time she was in bed 150 miles away.
Fantastic weblog, partner! Lost In Transposition » Blog Archive » Caught between a rock and shifting plates is basically a thing. I will be launching my very own soon i will certainly backup areas of yours, by law naturally
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About this blog
It's over.
Ah... Do you want to know a bit more?
This blog was set up to chart my experience singing in Malaysia for two months (see below for the original 'About this blog' blurb) - and is over until the next time I do a stint in Asia, at least. At which point, I'll probably return to this page, slap a big '2' next to the words 'Lost In Transposition', and start blogging every day, all over again. In the meantime, I'll be writing weekly posts about life, the universe and jazz music over at the 'Blog' section of andreamann.com. Which is my main website, and where no pictures of my bottom exist.
My name is Andrea Mann and I'm a jazz singer and a freelance journalist. I live alone in London, England... except for February and March this year, when I'll be living in with approximately 300 other people in a hotel in Penang, Malaysia.
It's a five-star hotel with a pool, a spa and a jazz lounge. I'll be singing six nights a week in this jazz lounge, and the agent says I'll "be treated like a local celebrity". I'm imagining my experience might turn out to be a little like Lost In Translation. Hence the title. And the bottom.
This is going to be my blog about my adventures out there. I apologise in advance for making you click on my bottom to get to the homepage.
Want me to play at *your* five-star hotel? Or just want to say hello? Email me at info@andreamann.com, or leave a comment on one of these here post thingies. And a very warm 'hello' back.
February 28th, 2008 at 4.17pm
yes, it was very weird. I feel really excited to have been in an earthquake, one of things I can tick off the list of things to do before you die (preferably not in an earthquake).
February 28th, 2008 at 4.48pm
blimey, did it affect the *whole* of Britain, then? my friend S felt it in London!
February 28th, 2008 at 4.49pm
PS tsunami vs earthquake. it’s like Natural Disasters Top Trumps.
February 28th, 2008 at 4.56pm
It even came to Macclesfield!
Almost like a very large wagon going down the main road outside.
I was talking on the phone at the time whereas I guess most people would have been in bed and got woken up by the shaking (12:53 AM).
February 28th, 2008 at 5.07pm
true… only my truly rock ‘n’ roll friends will have felt it
“been in bed and got woken up by the shaking”.. isn’t that what happens in TV shows, when someone thinks there’s a burglar downstairs?
February 28th, 2008 at 5.14pm
I slept through it.
February 28th, 2008 at 5.20pm
I was in sheffield so only inches from the epicentre. Well, 60 miles or something. Though when I woke I thought I was in Oxford and had a very srange feeling of dislocation for quite a while. I asked K what was going on but at the time she was in bed 150 miles away.
February 28th, 2008 at 10.18pm
I slept throught it but then I also slept through a big ole earthquake in NZ a couple of years ago, My sister scarpered and left me there - the cow!
June 2nd, 2011 at 1.25pm
Fantastic weblog, partner! Lost In Transposition » Blog Archive » Caught between a rock and shifting plates is basically a thing. I will be launching my very own soon i will certainly backup areas of yours, by law naturally