Man, what a day! I swear, Csakvar is wild. Like, I thought I was ready for anything, but today? Nah, it threw me for a loop.
So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, all that jazz. I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Joke’s on me. I’m a firefighter, and I should’ve known better.
First call comes in around 9 AM. Some dude on Kossuth Lajos utca decides to set his backyard on fire. Like, bro, what were you thinking? I rush over, sirens blaring, and I’m already sweating. It’s hot, and I’m not even in the fire yet.
Get there, and it’s chaos. Flames everywhere, smoke billowing. I’m like, “Dude, you got a hose or what?” He’s just standing there, looking lost. I mean, come on! So, I grab the hose, and we start spraying.
Then, outta nowhere, this old lady from the next street, Széchenyi utca, starts yelling at me. “You’re ruining my flowers!” Lady, your flowers are fine! I’m saving your whole block! But whatever, I just nod and keep spraying.
Finally, we get it under control. I’m drenched, but hey, I saved the day, right? I’m feeling like a hero. But then, I get a call on my radio. Another fire. This time, it’s on Petőfi utca. I’m like, “Seriously? Can’t a guy catch a break?”
We rush over, and it’s a whole apartment building. Panic mode activated. People are screaming, and I’m just trying to keep my cool. I run inside, smoke everywhere. I can’t see a thing. My heart’s racing.
I find this family trapped on the second floor. They’re freaking out. I’m like, “Follow me! Let’s go!” We make it out, and I’m feeling like a rockstar. But then, I hear a kid crying. I can’t leave without checking.
I go back in, and it’s like a scene from a movie. I’m crawling through smoke, heart pounding. Finally, I find the kid. He’s scared but okay. I scoop him up, and we bolt out.
Outside, everyone’s cheering. I’m like, “Yeah, I’m the man!” But then, I see the old lady again. She’s still mad about her flowers. I can’t even.
After that, I’m exhausted. I grab a quick bite at the local bakery on Fő utca. Best lángos ever, by the way. I’m scarfing it down, thinking I deserve this. But then, my phone buzzes. Another call.
I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” But duty calls. This time, it’s a car accident near the train station. I get there, and it’s a mess. Cars everywhere, people yelling. I’m trying to keep it together.
I help a guy outta his car. He’s all shaken up, but he’s okay. I’m like, “Dude, you gotta chill.” But inside, I’m like, “What a day!”
Finally, after what feels like forever, we clear the scene. I’m ready to crash. I head home, and I can’t stop thinking about everything. Csakvar is crazy, man.
I love this place, but some days? It’s like a rollercoaster. I’m just a firefighter trying to keep it real. But today? Today was something else.
I flop on my couch, exhausted. I’m thinking about that old lady and her flowers. Maybe I’ll bring her some tomorrow. Or not. Who knows?
But one thing’s for sure: Csakvar keeps me on my toes. And I wouldn’t trade it for anything.