So, here I am on the fiftth day of my town’s shutdown. Yes, shutdown. For five days a neighboring town up in the hills has successfully blocked all traffic to and from my town (including the big city of Cochabamba). The first two days were okay b/c I was tired from the weekend and welcomed the lazy days to catch up on much needed sleep. However, Thursday the water cooperative decided to turn off the water to our neighbors (the ones who initiated the blockades) as a threat to make them lift the roadblocks. However, this shutting off of the water also affects MY TOWN. So, in a way, my water people have “you know” themselves and everyone else.
Thankfully, I have a huge two-meter-deep water depository that’s storing enough water for me for a good month (that is if I only take a bucket bath once a week and don’t wash my clothes). I don’t mind so much that I can’t leave my town; there really is no need to do so. However, what irks me is how a strike from the taxi drivers and a few tires in the road can completely stop all productive activity in a town.
Small shops aren’t open, the weekly market day sucked b/c noone could get into town, schools have stop having classes b/c the teachers that would travel in to teach can’t get in, the mayor’s office is taking a holiday instead of trying to solve the problem, and the water cooperative has decided to solve the problem by putting the entire town at risk of death by lack of water!!!!
Oh and did I mention this blockade could possibly affect my recycling project that I’ve been planning since July? (uh –huh, I was so gullible to think I figured out how to work the so-called system of rural planning)
HOWEVER, I live in such a nice place that I can walk just a couple of feet from my bedroom and use the knitting group’s office internet!!! YEAH!!!!!
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