Main problem. . .

The other day, Maris (who drives a truck and sells fruit from his house across the way) wandered to our intercom and said there was water shooting out from the main pipe.

I tromped up and sure enough, water was gushing about 5 feet high and the water meter looked like we had just hit a Vegas jackpot, it was spinning out of control.

It was a Sunday and Maris was kind enough to grab a wrench and turn off the water.

Lucy called Miguel (who is off on Saturdays and Sundays). Miguel happened to be hanging out with the head poo-bah of the water board at the time. About 30 minutes later, Jesus (a young lad) came pedaling up on his bike, asking where the problem was.

About an hour later, after checking out the flow and establishing that it was our water meter/line that was the one broken, we had patched the leak with a hacksaw, 12 inches of pvc pipe and some cement that he had tossed into the basket of his bike.

Not really sure how the line was broken, as it's off the road, down a ravine and buried under leaves. Thankfully, it was taken care of quickly and water service wasn't disrupted to the tree houses.