Location: Melbourne Sports and Aquatic Centre
We've been at the pool since 7:20am this morning. I'm currently waiting for The Little Girl to come back from her third and final race. We're on a bit of a tight schedule. She needs to get home, have lunch and a shower before Hubby drives her to join her youth group, 2.5hrs away from home at Mansfield.
She catches my eye as she walks down the steps to where I'm sitting, gives a quick smile. She's obviously pleased with herself, and she should be. Her time qualifies her for an Australian swimming JX award. We weren't sure she would make it this year after missing most of the long course season with a broken leg.
We chat about the race and what her coach thought while packing our bags. I reach for my drink bottle that rolled down under the chairs in front of us and as I straighten up a loud beep sounds throughout the stadium. It's followed by another and another.
I quickly put the drink bottle into my bag and hurry The Little Girl along, pushing our belongings into their bags. It's the pre-evacuation signal and I don't want to have to wait to get back into the centre to pick up our bags.
The bags packed and we start to move towards the stairs when the announcement to evacuate comes followed by the fire alarm. We make our way out into the foyer area. I can smell smoke. No one's too concerned as we walk down the steps and step outside.
A crowd from the recreational pool is already milling but we don't hang around, heading round the outside of the building to reach our car on the other side. Buckled in we leave the carpark. I sigh as we join the long queue of cars waiting to leave the Albert Park Sporting Precinct.
** I did not take the photo above while we were evacuating. This is what the pool looks like first thing in the morning.