Lots and Lots of Fire Trucks*

I take pictures of fire trucks and other fire “stuff” when I’m traveling. It’s what I do. I get excited when I hear a siren or see a fire engine when we’re out and about. This year was no different.

Before I even got into Manhattan, my swiftly moving taxi sped by this FDNY Haz-mat truck.

On our way to FDNY Zone, we actually ran into a real fire truck.

There was a firefighter sitting in the truck, taking notes on something. He kind of looked at me like I was somewhat insane. I didn’t feel like explaining that I was a fire wife, taking pictures for the husband she left at home. He probably knew that anyway.

I always love visiting the FDNY Zone for the gear…

For the badges…

Later in the day, we were bopping through Times Square when I saw one of the stands selling “antique” signs.

Of course, I ended my trip with some fire trucks and ambulances that weren’t FDNY but were Baltimore Washington International personnel responding to the Southwest airplane and jet fuel truck accident. Yes, that was the plane I was supposed to board.

Lastly, a Columbus firefighter responded to a lady and her seizure dog as we were waiting to board our delayed flight.

I’m not usually surprised when I have firefighter related experiences when I travel, considering I actively seek some out, but this was a firefighter heavy trip. That’s for certain!

[* = Post title from one of LittleBrother's favorite DVDs. The song will get stuck in your head forever. You are welcome.]