Christchurch, one year on
Today marks a year since the devastating earthquake that took 185 lives hit Christchurch. A day that changed so much, for so many, in Christchurch, around New Zealand, and the world. I still remember the moment I heard the news, and the sinking feeling that ran through me. I had family and friends working in the CBD, right next to the doomed CTV building. Obviously the cell phone networks overloaded instantly, so I sent a text, and waited. A reply came within an hour or so, saying that they were all ok, thankfully. Sadly this wasn't the case for some families. My deepest sympathy and thoughts go out to you today.
Find A Room
That night, whilst sitting at home trying to think of a way that I could help from up here in Wellington, an idea hit me - people will be wanting out, even if it's just for a few days, and there was nothing around that allowed people to offer a room or two, for free.
Find A Room was born. After a can of V, I sat down at my computer, and wrote possibly the quickest (and worst) pieces of code I've ever developed. Rolled it live at 2am on the Wednesday morning, got my cousin in Christchurch to give it a quick test, then Tweeted it out to the world.
The response was beyond anything I could have imagined - the link was retweeted again and again, rooms popped up instantly, even at 2am in the morning. By the next day, a few support sites popped up, and Find A Room was listed on them all. The listings kept coming. Then it got listed on the New Zealand Herald site, which pretty much destroyed my internet connection. By the end of the second day, there were 100's of listings from awesome people who wanted to do nothing more than help.
I want to say thank you again to those people that offered rooms in their homes, you helped a number of people in Christchurch hugely. I would also like to thank the people who made use of the service for emailing in - was an awesome feeling to know that I'd managed to help.
Visiting
A few months after the quake I decided to head down, see my family, and have a look around. After seeing it all over the news, I thought I knew what to expect. Boy was I shocked. The news only showed the major parts of the earthquake, which I guess is fair enough. It was the little things that shocked me the most though. The dust, the differences in damage between suburbs, even streets. It was nothing for one street to be fine, whilst the next one of was destroyed. The roads were bumpy and broken; getting anywhere took a long time. Then it rained, and all the dust on the streets turned to mud. Horrible sticky mud.
We went for a walk around the outside of the red zone, which was both incredible, and sad. Incredible to see what the broken remains of a city looks like, and what something as simple as the ground shaking can do. And sad because I'd been walking down those streets only days before the quake hit. The... strangest... place to visit was the CTV building. Or at least where it was, it had been fully cleared by then. Just knowing so many lives were lost there was a weird feeling.
I have been back multiple times now, and every time the city is buzzing more, people seem more positive about the future, and it feels like things are happening, finally. I know that people living there still find it tough - and I fully understand why. The constant aftershocks, broken buildings, broken roads, broken lives, all still exist from a year ago, the memories of that day still hang around. Things can only get better though, right? It's a chance to start fresh, a chance to build something amazing, a chance to make a difference.
To the people of Christchurch, stay strong, we're all thinking of you.
Ps. Stuff have an awesome page on the earthquake - check it out.















