Casual Saturday evening happenings.

Walking home from a friends apartment (on the Grands Boulevards! Where I will soon be staying! Oh la la.) and I happened across this.

Fire truck comes blasting round the corner, lights screeching and sirens blaring, then halts to a stop, whacks out the extendable ladder and scales this building. When they get to the top, they're greeted by a nice middle aged man and a lady holding a baby, casual as can be. The man goes inside through the window, closes the widows and the other man brings the ladder back down and drives off into the traffic.

Maybe he was running late?

I need to get me a fire truck.