Mother nature can be a serious bitch.

This apartment building was built by cutting away at the 2-300ft hillside behind it, and at first, with all the earthquakes, I thought I liked this feature because it would be a good escape route from a tsunami. (just in case) Well, yesterday it began to rain and last night it began to rain even harder. Lighting was on top of us and the whole place was shaking. Nolan and I were both silently awake counting the seconds when we heard a really loud crash, like someone dropped all their pots and pans on the cement at the same time. We decided to just ignore it, and it was 1a.m. so we were just trying to bury our  heads and fall asleep. Next thing, our neighbor is yelling for us. We open the door and he is fully packed and ready to run. "The hill behind us is gonna go, and we need to get out of here!"
Okay.
So we decide not to mess around with a warning call and hustle to get out. I grab Stella and throw our rain coats on, but it is raining like I have never seen before, and the roads are like rivers. Nolan is hustling around, packing everything he can get his hands on, while Darby and I are staring at him ready to run out the door. Nolan grabs headlamps and two beach umbrellas. Then the power shuts off, and it's pitch black, and Darby starts to panic and hustles for the door trying to get his headlamp on. The Hallway is flooded and there are little geckos swimming in the water trying to get out. I am like second guessing weather I should stop and help them. Freaking out.
We hit the door at the end of the hallway and there is a tree branch on the stair case, and it has bent the whole steel railing in. We got a small glimpse of a tree that was laying next to the building that was not there before. When we get to the bottom of the stairs to the cement porch, there is 3 inches of mud and a small creek that has formed that we have to walk through to get to the street. There was not one light on in the whole town, but our headlamps. We slowly make it to the Hotel next door, to their sheltered kitchen area, and find candles and pads to sleep on and try to sleep until light. After three hours of getting annihilated by mosquitoes the faint light comes up and the rain dies down and we head back over.
It is still pretty dark to see the extent of the slide, but it was up against the building to the second story and the tree in the side yard that narrowly missed the building was massive. We mosey inside to try and get some sleep, but by this time Stella is wide awake, and in chime the howler monkeys. It's useless. Here are some photos of the damage.

We hear that some bridges are out and we may try and make a run for San Jose a day early so that we don't miss our flight. No more surfing after that storm. The water is brown and polluted with trash and debris. We are just keeping our fingers crossed that tonight will not be as bad as last night, and that we can get some sleep at some point.