![]() The tsunami was a thing of a different order, darker, stranger, massively more powerful and violent, without kindness or cruelty, beauty or ugliness, wholly alien. The one thing it did not resemble in the least was a conventional ocean wave, the wave from the famous woodblock print by Hokusai: blue-green and cresting elegantly in tentacles of foam. In color, it was described as brown, gray, black, white. For others, it was a fast-rising flood between houses, deceptively slight at first, tugging trippingly at the feet and ankles, but quickly sucking and battering at legs and chests and shoulders. Some described a waterfall, cascading over seawall and embankment. ![]() Much depended upon where you were, and the obstacles that the water had to overcome to reach you. Everyone who experienced the tsunami saw, heard, and smelled something subtly different. ![]()
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