Evacuated at 4AM

Friday 18 July 2008 0400

This is the first blog I'm creating, so you know it's serious stuff. I was evacuated from my flat this morning at 4AM.

I woke up to an incessant knocking of my front door and ringing of the doorbell, peered out the window and saw 2 fire engines sitting at the foot of my block. Panic set in, so I ran to the front door and behind a veil of smoke, there was a policeman asking me to leave my house. And boy, was it a mistake opening the door, because my flat was immediately engulfed in suffocating, stinging white smoke, so much so that I had to use 2 sets of keys to open the front door (I couldn't find the right key on 1st set of keys)

I have no pictures to prove the chaotic drama but there I was - dashing to wake my sisters; opening the door for our escape; running to get wet towels to cover our noses; running to get my sisters' shoes; half blind without my glasses and in my pajamas. While my sister, calmly took a piss, changed into "decent" clothes, put on her glasses, brought her handphone along and even remembered to lock the door after we left the house. It must have been a hilarious sight and only goes to show how different we are. She, taking the time to perceive the situation and doing the right things while I, dashed straight into action to do the most urgent things.

Well, with me writing this blog, you would know that all is fine. The fire started on the 4th level and was contained in about 30 mins. No one was injured and nothing was lost. We went back home at 4:30AM but it was too exciting a night for me to fall asleep.