Chapter 35: My Worst Fear
My worst fear, and I’m embarrassed to say but I will anyway, was having to go pee in the bush.
My worst fear, and I’m embarrassed to say but I will anyway, was having to go pee in the bush.
One morning in Kondoa town invited me over to play music at his house behind the hotel.
Brick-by-handmade-brick, the tower went up. Soon, it would hold two water tanks and solar panels.
Tower construction began on market day, and led to a lot of people stopping by to watch the work.
Initial digging had concluded, but we still had to test the water, build the tower, and dig trenches.
The next two weeks went by slowly as the drillers dug inch-by-inch toward the depth of 100m.
It was like a fade-in into a movie, one that started with a reunion between two friends.
It took two and a half minutes to walk off the plane into the Turkish airport and breathe the unfamiliar smells.