The first Monday we were there, we were each assigned a partner to work with, and a specific house to work on. My partner was Sethie, and we were assigned to Group 6. We followed a guy from the Community Hall, across the Bridge of Death, and to the house where we'd begin our work. We started digging a hole for the toilet itself to sit on, then we had to fill it in and relocate. Too bad. We moved to the other side of the house, and began again.
The progression of the bathroom building:
This is where we got the gravel for cement. It was this random pit a ways up the road. We'd shovel the gravel into a bag, then haul it all the way back to the campsite. If we got on it in the morning, we could use the high tide to our advantage and ride a little canoe over to get more at once. This is how we got free gravel.
Oh, the cinder blocks. We had to carry TONS of these blocks back to our sites. They were used for the foundation of the toilets, and to make the entire septic tank. Sometimes I carried two at a time, but that was difficult. Usually, just one. The guys turned it into a threat to their masculinity. So, most carried two. Sometimes they'd bump it up to three, Colin tried four. He even had it for a few steps...until the village women came and took them from him.

This was the biggest problem with the blocks. They broke. Really easily. Which made it difficult to carry them. But we managed.
This was the biggest problem with the blocks. They broke. Really easily. Which made it difficult to carry them. But we managed.
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