Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Paris in Fairfield

This post has little to do with me, but I'll still put myself at the center of it. We were sleeping Saturday morning when az apam heard a thud-thud just before five in the morning.


He saw a car had run into a neighbor's tree and caught on fire. By the time he got himself out of bed, the police had already shown up and were dragging the driver out of the car.


Pretty soon the tuzoltok and the mentok showed up and woke up az anyam and me. There was mass chaos on the street. It was really a cool way to watch breakfast. Kind of like being at a luaua:



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