Fire!

It's not unusual for the fire alarms here to go off--people pull the alarms in the middle of the night so they can sneak their friends into the hall; there's a weekly test of the alarm; and there's been at least one actual drill this semester. So when the alarm went off yesterday, I figured it would shut off again if I gave it a minute. That was not the case. I pulled on my shoes and headed outside. Once I got outside, I smelled the smoke. An actual fire?! The fire alarm's never been set off by an actual fire!

The fire was on the east wing, opposite from the wing my room's in, in a room on the bottom level of AKD. There was smoke pouring out the window, and at one point the flames seemed pretty fierce. But the porters got the fire out pretty quickly (I don't know if the fire department ever showed up!). Then we just had to wait for them to get the smoke cleared out of the east wing (apparently there was a lot of it). A few of my friends and I decided to go for a walk around the loch, and by the time we got back, the smoke must have been cleared because there was no longer anyone waiting outside. 

I, personally, was happy that I hadn't set the fire alarm off by burning something I was trying to cook...although when I posted a Facebook status about the fire, my own mother asked what I was trying to cook. Thanks for that, Mom. :p For all the excitement the fire caused, nothing more came of the night. But it did give me a little something to write a quick post about before I flood the blog with pictures of London and Harry Potter!

A tout a l'heure!