When one lives in a ‘desert’ you expect that water supplies to be fragile. Here in Letlhakane, out of the water departments 3 pumps that supplies water to the entire village only 1 is working.
This pump can’t keep up with the demand and as we live at one of the highest points in Letlhakane we are one of the first not to get.
This has been going on now for almost a month now and our lives have had to change to meet this challenge. Even though it is frustrating it still has some funny aspects to it.
When we have water, it doesn’t matter what we are doing we shower. This last weekend we were watching a rugby game when water came, we even stopped watching to shower. Thank goodness for PVR’s. ( a decoder where you can tape or stop the TV).
Its funny to see us all just jump up and run for the shower when there is water. If you are first there you might be the only one to have a full shower, sometimes it is only half a shower. Dam why does water always run out when your head is covered in shampoo. Murphy is really a swine.
We get up early in the mornings (this morning at 4), hoping we have beaten the morning surge in demand, and try get a shower in.
There is a pecking order when we do have water, shower first, then if lucky do washing, then if there is still any left the poor garden gets some.
Buckets have become away of life, if we can get a tap to drip, there is a bucket under it. The washing machine is filled with a bucket, we wash ourselves from a bucket, and dishes are done out of a bucket.
We have purchased a 1000l water tank and with a pressure pump which we buy tomorrow we are hoping that that our problems will be sorted and we can start mixing with people outside Letlhakane again soon – been a bit wary of our stench 🙂