I should still be in bed

I have finally hit a wall of like exhaustion or something.  Last night, after an epic dinner cooked by the South Americans (it truly was epic), a bunch of us went to a bar that has a special backpackers night on a Tuesday and gives away free beer and pizza.  Anyway, so 15 of us went down there, got our drinks and about a third of the way through my pint I started to burn up a bit so I went outside when I realised it was proper burny uppy and so I just left without telling anybody and went to the internet cafe for a little while and then went to bed.

Well, this morning the fire alarm at the hostel went off.  Being as laissez-faire as I generally am, I actually just stayed in bed because I figured it'd be nothing as in there would be no fire.  The fire alarm just kept on going and going, though, and I could hear it over my iPod so I eventually got up and strolled downstairs and outside.

I'm not kidding, four fire engines arrived.  Four.  And a cherry picker.  What makes it even more surprising is that they didn't just talk to the guys at the hostel, they actually got their hoses out and they had those metal clipping things that aren't called wenches but they look like massive screwdrivers and they wedge things open.  One of them opened a drain in the road and put a pipe thing on it so they could get water.  Basically it all just seemed to be too much effort for no fire.  In England they'd send an old man on a bike with a garden hose attached to the back of it.

So, now I am awake even though I really, really don't feel very well.  But the fire engine thing was sufficiently random to warrant a blog on the subject.  I am also eating Pineapple Lumps.  They taste weird but the advert for them is pretty good.