That same night that Adam was entertaining 8 or so friends from school, the water pump on our roof stopped working. We called someone over for some emergency repairs to get us through the night. (I envisioned lots of kids needing bathrooms with toilets that stopped flushing…) Amnon gave me a crash lesson on how we get our water here. The city opens the water valves for our area twice a day, from 5:30 am till 7:00 am, and from 5:30 pm till 7:00 pm. When the valves are open, water flows into an underground concrete citrine that every building has with dedicated pumps for each apartment; we need to flip a switch that will pump the water from there up to our two roof tanks. Failure to flip the switch means no water filling the roof tanks and no water for your apartment that day. Amnon has now installed an automatic timer that turns the switch on and off, so we don’t need to go up to the roof to flip the switch. On the day of the sleepover, the pump to the roof malfunctioned, which was the source of the problem. It has since been fixed.
But we are again reminded not to take for granted the infrastructure that we enjoy in the US, where you turn a faucet and water just appears; no prior effort or thought required on our parts.
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