Adventure log, day 25-32
My goodness has a full cycle of the moon passed since I arrived?
The natives and I have become quite comfortable with each other. I’ve noticed most of the formalities when expelling gaseous irritants have fallen by the wayside. I do believe I have forgot what it is like to live in civilized culture.
This week we have continued to work on the well project. The cistern seems to be filling as expected, though the water doesn’t seem to be reaching all of its intended locations. The overflow is working though! The overflow will fill a sacred pond wherein fish may be stocked for eating rites.
One task I am called upon to perform, periodically, is to fetch water from a neighboring tribe. The neighboring tribe has horses. Sometimes these horses will come to greet us, and sometimes they won’t. Truly intimidating creatures, up close. One of them followed me around quite closely this last time. Alas, I have not yet had the foresight to bring carrots for my new friends.
We are building a new rack for firewood. The tribe utilizes a somewhat sophisticated technology called “rocket mass heaters” to heat abodes. They work far more effectively than traditional wood burning stoves. And yet, we must still put up firewood so as to not suffer a frigid death. The last pictures are of the fire rack in progress. I’m quite excited, as I’ve not built much before. There is, indeed, much satisfaction to the activity of joining wood with wood to make bigger wood.
