Couldn't stop reading until 5. Finally got to sleep.
Imagine yourself sleeping, trying to catch that 4 hours of sleep before work.
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Bamm....
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Bamm....
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Explosions? At errr ... (looked at the clock) ... 7'oclock ? Something's gotta be wrong!
Half aslept- Closed the window of the sleeping room in an effort to tone down that loud unknown sound. Got up. Walked around the aparment peeking out the windows. Nothing suspicious. What's this murmuring sound? Like water flowing or something... fire? Could be. Got dressed up. ... Hmm the light bulb does not work, the clock does not work, no electricity.
Bamm.... there it goes again. What the hell is going on?
Some panicky voices outside. I couldn't identify the source of it...
Someone knocks at the front door. By the rate and power of knocks I can tell it is important. The person on the other side almost broke the door. Hurried over, opened the door. It was Joga (one of my hosts), panicky.... Trying to tell me something but only being able to speak Icelandic because of the stress. .... Could it be fire upstairs? ... She ran through me to the other end of the appartment trying to open the yard door, which was locked. I helped her there. Valte (the other host) was just running in on the outside of the house. I watched them try to unfold the hose usually used for watering the flowers outside. Valte said there is nothing I can do to help them. Another Bamm.... Khm, when I think of it it does sound like firecrackers. And Icelanders are especially crazy about fireworks.
My hosts didn't manage to extinguish the fire with the silly watering hose. All three of us left the house. The fire brigade came in just a minute later and finished the whole thing like a well-tuned swiss clockwork. No damage to my floor at all. Even no water from fire brigade's work. Only this smoked smell all over the place.
It turns out that Valte bought some new firecrackers just the day before. I don't know how it all started. None of them was injured. But the two floors above were a total mess. Thick black smoke coming out the windows. The roof taken apart. From what I could see both floors upstairs will require a major overhaul.
So that's how my Friday started.