It’s all over the newspapers and social media. Yesterday a big boom alarmed the residents of El Centro Hysterical. “Súper trueno” causa alarma en Mérida, was the headline in Diario de Yucatán. “Trueno” is
Reading one story, I became a little alarmed myself. The story was typically vague until it depicted a damaging lightning strike, and it spelled out the address… the same calles that mark my street and cross streets. The address I’ve been memorizing so the cab drivers know where to go. My exact block! Flying concrete, broken windows, possibly burned out appliances. I’m more than a thousand miles north and all I can do is email our property managers, in calm and clear tones, to please check out the property for damage.
I haven’t heard back yet from the property managers, but a friend (who unfortunately didn’t have a key) walked by and said my street was quiet with no apparent muss or fuss. Just another Sunday in Santa Ana.
But then, on Facebook, a little more detail finally emerged. A building was indeed hit, but on the other side of the street. It was a big, three-story monster that’s been creeping us out since we moved in. Vacant and decaying, the bizarre hulk of a building now probably looks even worse, if that’s possible. Certainly it’s less stable. Maybe now they’ll have to tear it down. Or it will be a bigger eyesore than even before.
The rest of the street is really shaping up pretty quickly, so let’s hope it’s the former and not the latter option. Collapsing buildings have been a big topic lately. Seems time, and all this season’s rain, is finally catching up to some neglected edificios.