Flood #3

Hooray! Our house flooded again! This is the third time. THIS was the WORST time. It teemed rain on Wednesday afternoon and into the evening, and the rain didn’t let up. It just kept coming. Two of my roommates have already concluded their service and have returned to America and are on vacation. My other roommate and I are not bitter, we love mopping and scrubbing! We were required to stay in Guyana until July 15th. We extended our contracts because we wanted to be here a bit longer. But, I can’t help but think about how I could have been on the morning flight out of here, just before the water came back into our home.

This time, we didn’t evacuate. We waited it out. We listened as mother nature roared. We stood on the veranda and watched the yard and walkway fill up. We peered through the holes in the floor of our home and watched the water fill-up beneath the house. “I don’t want to do this again” we said, as the water began to seep in. A few minutes later, we were pulling things off the floor, unplugging non-essential electronics, and slipping on our long boots. A few hours later, the whole house was flooded. Not an inch was spared this time. We’ve gotten braver though. We didn’t run. We lived through this one in solidarity with all of the lower-flat dwelling GT-ers. Around 11:00, despite the rising water, we just went to bed. I slept like a rock, didn’t even stir until 7:00 the next morning because I had been traveling the day before and was whooped.

When I woke up, the water was still there. It took the whole day to go down. That was yesterday. Today, we mopped and swept and scrubbed. Here’s hoping this was the last one…

Pictures tell the story well:

Here it comes!

Here it comes!

Yard, walkway, street. Water, water, water.

Yard, walkway, street. Water, water, water.

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Bedroom. Stuff off the floor!

Bedroom. Stuff off the floor!

Hallway and our landlord's office.

Hallway and our landlord’s office.

Ahhhhh, Simple Living.  Rug up on the chairs and boots on, baby!

Ahhhhh, Simple Living. Rug up on the chairs and boots on, baby!

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Back bedroom flooded. This room gets it the worst.

Back bedroom flooded. This room gets it the worst.

Long boots for inside.

Long boots for inside.

The water has receded. The mopping begins. I'm not sad, just focused.

The water has receded. The mopping begins. I’m not sad, just focused.

In all honesty, the flooding impacted me about 1% as much as it did the last time it happened. I’m in a much better head space now than I was a month and a half ago. I also had just returned from a 3 day trip out of GT and am just 10 days from completing my commitment. So, there’s hope. Plus, people really deal with far worse everyday in this world. We knew we’d be okay. Our beds were well above sea-level.

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One Response to Flood #3

  1. Larry says:

    Man – you will sure have some tales to tell. It seems like every adventure becomes more strenuous. You should probably get your stories together and go on tour. I don’t know how you do it. You have got to be one of the most positive people on the planet.

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