I know I have disappeared for almost a year but Semesters 3 and 4 were a lot busier than I expected so I didn't really have time to focus on updating my stories. Now that I have officially passed all four semesters (YAY!!) Over the next month or so, I am hoping to write down some of my favorite stories from down here, including the saga of returning back from Amelia's wedding, random adventures in Roseau, and my Dominican Thanksgiving. I figured I would start the blog off again with a big bang....the story of the Portsmouth flood......
For the past week or so we have been getting lots and lots of rain. Pretty much every day consisted of torrential, side-ways rain. On Sunday I went to the library at 8am just like it was a normal day. Around 10am, I received an email saying
"Picard River has burst it's banks. Please stay inside. Moo Cow trail is covered with water."The Picard River is the river that runs directly behind my apartment complex, which meant I wasn't going home any time soon. This posed a slight problem because there was no water on campus, which meant not only no bathrooms but no coffee, no food,etc. After a couple of hours the rain finally started to let up and I was able to walk home without too much of a hassle. I came home to find my taps running with water that resembled a thick chocolate milk (definitely not drinking tap water for a while!). While I never actually lost water, some of my friends ended up being without water for 2-3 days. I kept joking that I was going to start charging money for showers.
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| A cow just hanging out in the flooded area.
This shows how deep the water got!! (I do love that the road is called Moo Cow Trail and that is where the cow was just hanging out.) |
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| River that runs behind my apartment. Normally it is a tranquil clear stream and that wall is 8 feet high with about 3 feet of bank before the stream starts. |
Here is the news article on the flood (http://dominicanewsonline.com/news/homepage/news/environment/heavy-rain-causes-flooding-portsmouth/)
Also, as if the flood wasn't a strong enough good-bye from the island, I had a small electrical fire last night. I was trying to fall asleep but was having difficulty doing so. This turned out to be a blessing because around 3 in the morning I started to smell something funny coming from my front room. I opened my bedroom door to see glowing from my extension cord and I heard a cracking sound. Thankfully I was awake enough to pull the cord out of the wall and move it into the middle of the room where it couldn't catch anything else on fire. Now I am just hoping that I make it the next week without any more big adventures.
