KABOOM!

In advance of the election, we’d been advised that it would be wise for us to stay in our home the entire weekend, just in case.  After having been cooped up in our little mud house for two days straight, we’d finally had enough.   We decided to venture out to our favorite watering hole to have a couple of beers to commemorate the beginning of the last week of classes.  After all, this is Fitche.  Nothing ever happens here.  The streets had been dead calm and quiet all day.  One beer, what could it hurt?

We were walking back down the darkened street when suddenly BOOM!  We turned back and saw a series of small explosions lighting up the night in the exact spot we had been standing only moments prior.  It looked almost like someone was setting off some white mortars (the fireworks, not the other kind), except that they were way too close to the ground.  Suddenly people came streaming out of the shops nearby, running in panic down the street.  As the small explosions continued, the lights on that half of town suddenly shut off, leaving us all in darkness.

Turned out that one of the regulators on the power lines had just chosen that exact moment to explode.  The power came back on about 30 seconds later, and we continued walking home.  Like I said, nothing ever happens in Fitche.

~Jessie