Man, what a day! I swear, Rackeve really knows how to throw a curveball. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First off, I’m a firefighter. Yeah, you heard me. Dangerous job, right? So, I’m cruising down the main drag, Széchenyi utca, when I get a call. Fire at a bakery on Kossuth Lajos utca. I’m thinking, “Great, fresh bread on fire. Just what I need.”
I get there, and it’s chaos. Smoke everywhere. People are freaking out. I mean, who wouldn’t be? It’s a bakery! The smell of burnt pastries is like a crime against humanity. I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside, I’m like, “Why is this happening?!”
So, I grab my gear and rush in. The heat hits me like a brick wall. I can barely see. I’m crawling on the floor, trying to find the source. And then, bam! I trip over a bag of flour. Flour! Of all things! I’m rolling on the ground, covered in white powder, looking like a ghost.
Finally, we get the fire out. Everyone’s safe, but the bakery? Total loss. I’m standing there, covered in flour, and the owner’s crying. I feel for the guy. I mean, who wants to lose their life’s work? But then, he looks at me and says, “At least I can make a new recipe.” I’m like, “Dude, you’re a legend.”
After that, I’m thinking, “Okay, time for a break.” I head over to the Danube River. It’s beautiful there, especially by the Rakóczi Bridge. I sit down, take a breath, and just chill. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, kicks a soccer ball, and it lands right in my lap. I’m like, “Seriously?!”
I toss it back, and the kid yells, “Thanks, mister!” I’m not a mister! I’m like, what am I, 80? But whatever, I laugh it off. Kids are funny.
Then, I decide to grab a bite. I hit up this little joint on Fő utca. Best lángos in town, no joke. I order one, and while I’m waiting, I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going at it about something dumb—like who left the lights on. I’m thinking, “Man, you guys need to chill.”
Finally, I get my lángos, and it’s glorious. I take a big bite, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, I see a pigeon eyeing me. I swear, that bird looked like it was plotting something. I’m not sharing my food with a pigeon!
After lunch, I head back to the station. Just when I think the day’s winding down, we get another call. A car accident on the outskirts of town. I’m like, “Are you kidding me?”
We rush over, and it’s a mess. Two cars, twisted metal everywhere. I’m feeling that adrenaline kick in. We get the people out, and thankfully, they’re okay. But man, the stress!
By the time I get home, I’m exhausted. I flop on my couch, and all I can think is, “What a day.” I mean, Rackeve is beautiful, but it sure knows how to keep you on your toes.
So, yeah, that was my day. Intense, emotional, and full of surprises. I wouldn’t trade it for anything, though. Just another day in the life, right?