The former Coast Guard base on the Charlottetown waterfront has yet to be completely touristified; there are still delightful remnants of its past.
Like this fire box.
I was very tempted to open the door to see what would happen, but there was a 5% chance that choppers would be despatched to my location, so I opted against.
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But if it's for assurance in
But if it's for assurance in case of fire, shouldn't you know what's inside? Or wouldn't it be nice to know that whoever needs to know knows? I suppose the thing is safe, if you take no comfort from it, and appreciate that you shouldn't rely on it. Plus, maybe during a fire, it really would be worth a precious few seconds or a minute even to run to it and use whatever it has inside. The mystery of it would nag at me, though:
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