Cab On Fire

Ah, I love the smell of a FIERY INFERNO right around lunch time!

I’m like Zelig now. I was a block away from the steam pipe explosion and I just experienced this up close. Nothing like looking out your window 17 floors up and seeing thick black smoke billowing UP from below. Yikes. I made Patrick take the stairs with me. Sorry, Patrick! I’m not gettin’ in no elevator with no black billowing smoke!

It wasn’t until we reached the street that we realized that it was probably a car on fire – and not the building. As Patrick and I tramped down 17 flights, we started to smell the fire at around floor 4. My flip-flops made a DEAFENING sound on the concrete stairwell (highly annoying for any evacuation procedure)

Black smoke poured out of the cab – which I saw up close – it was burnt to a crisp. Still no word on what the hell happened. Tons of firemen but no ambulances while we were there – so hopefully nobody got hurt – but I still can’t find any updates on it.

Sucky cell phone pictures below.