The home doesn't have running water, instead a single pipe that runs into a tank outside. We fill buckets and bring it into the house. In my bathroom there is a Western style toilet, but without running water the flush is to get a bucket of water. But when you are on the 3rd storey, all I'm gonna say is they don't call them floaters for nothing.
Bucket showers are really not cool, even with my lovely smelling soaps from Lush.One day I thought I had got a really nice tan, but it turns out it was just a dust-tan. The water goes off for a few days a time. So today I bought bottles of water to wash with.
There is electricity but it goes out 2-3 times a week. There is a collection of books other volunteers have left, I was reading one called Into the Darkness, it won lots of awards so I though I'd give it a try even though crime novels aren't really my thing. I was reading the part were Cathy's ex boyfriend has come out of prison and is going to kill her, she is in her dark apartment and he is waiting there. It was getting really suspensful and then the fucking electricity went off and I nearly had a heart attack. I went to grab my phone but it was dead and had to feel around for a few minutes before I found my matches and candle. The moral of this story is, don't read crime novels with a shit electricity supply.
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