We weren’t tied into that line after all but a completely different one. That’s what happens when things are buried. When we finally figured out what line to turn on, we had water alright. We had water spraying from the back of the building. We had a leak. As it turns out, one of the joints wasn’t glued. An easy fix and we were good to go.
We decided that since Loving Arms is going to tile the pads where the toilets are going to sit, we wouldn’t set the toilets. For now the 4 girl’s toilets and 3 boy’s toilets will sit in storage. Instead we decided to pour the cement pad for the sinks.
As Jim was walking around looking for wood for forms for the pad, he heard what he thought was water running in the middle of a small field. Sure enough, Water was bubbling up from the ground, like oil on the Beverly Hillbillies. The pipe had sprung a leak. Today, we are stopping at the ferreteria for fittings to repair that leak so we can walk away knowing that everything is sealed. God is good. If Jim hadn’t been walking there we may never have known about that leak.
Last night we went shopping: Denny bought Guatemalan refried beans, Jim bought Guatemalan chocolate milk and Guatemalan chocolate (it tasted a little different than ours), Jonathan bought some Guatemalan imitation crocs and I bought some Guatemalan granola bars. I will enjoy my taste of Guatemala for a break today.