Thursday, February 5, 2009
My Urban Homestead
The steps from Shariye Omar Bin Ghattab. You know you reached our house when the wall turns pink.
The pump for that tank in the background was literally pouring water down the street when I arrived. In a country with almost no water at all, in the middle of one of the worst droughts ever recorded , people estimate that anywhere from 50-80% of the water in Amman is lost by leaking pipes.
The garden is nice though, my roomate Nicholas is a master gardener from England.
The bike is chewing up the pavment, I love it.
Roofs in Amman are actually a little depressing, mostly rusty metal and more leaky water storage. All of these roofs are designed to hold another floor that may never be built. Imagine if they were all covered with soil and green growing things. Goodbye heat island, hello banadora!
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