Last week on my way home from work I was passed up by fire trucks and red SUV from the fire department. They got off at my exit, one of them right behind me like they were following me to my apartment. I started to get nervous considering there was a fire in my building when I came back to Kuwait in 2011 in which I ended up in a cast after missing the last step. The fire was on my street but not my apartment thank God.
It was the bakala that had some stuff piled up and it caught on fire, no one was hurt.