It was almost this time last year when I was peacefully sleeping on my reed mat, amongst the cows (peeing, and flatulating), roosters crowing etc, when the heavens opened up and decided, “Johno, you’ve slept too comfortably, time to get up and bail.” My brother in-law and I and the rest of the family bailed for a good hour or more to protect our precious belongings. “What belongings?” Well…., the reed matts of course.  No only joking. We also had to save the vinyl on the floor.  You wouldn’t believe it within thirty minutes we had 30cm of water in the living room.  Living room in this case meaning, “the area where we don’t sleep and reserved for farangs because it’s prone to flooding.” Only joking,…… no not really.

Having finished bailing Kari and I decided to have a beer.  (This is about three o’clock in the morning) You see I wasn’t really looking forward to going back to bed.  With downstairs having been flooded, we now had to move upstairs.  Kari sleeps up stairs. Guess what, Kari has a chronic snore. I would rather  sleep in a foot of water than have to put up with Kari’s snoring. (Sorry Kari) 🙂 Needless to say I didn’t sleep again that day.

So after the flood we built a retaining wall out the front of the house and put up some guttering.  The guttering was regarded as somewhat of a novelty, however after Kari & I paid for it, it was much appreciated.

So now the family has decided to take the existing dwelling and raise it a couple of feet.  This way if the retaining wall fails we won’t get flooded again.  Hmmm….. where ever will the farangs sleep.

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