Day Sixteen - 10 October, 2015Later this afternoon, we'll be able to walk around on the floor of our house. Or maybe not. We'll see. Here you can see the guys just finished setting all the rebar in place and they're in the process of tying it, and eventually placing a bunch more of those little concrete standoffs I mentioned earlier.
|Tying Rebar and Working on Downspout|
|The Big Picture|
|Getting the Machine Ready to Work|
|Nice Reflection in the Canal|
|The Mennonite House|
|Cutting the Hole for the Down Spout|
|Breaking the Chunks Out|
|Carl Giving Some Advice|
|A Lot of Tying Yet to Do|
|Adding Steel to Main Steps|
|Machine is Ready to Go|
|First Load of Concrete Coming Up the Ramp|
|First Load Being Dumped|
|Adding Big Rocks to Back Stairs|
|Back Stairs Completed|
|First Section of Big Part Completed|
|Working the Pour for Main Steps|
|Main Steps Pour Completed|
|Main Area Almost Done|
|Smoothing Out the Last Bits|
|Cleaning Up the Machine|
Just about the time they were finishing cleaning the machine, and floating the concrete, I pointed at two of the guys who happened to be sitting nearby, and said "I'm looking for two volunteers. You and you. Come with me." See, the military does teach you some useful skills.
They jumped up to follow me. Dianna said their eyes immediately got as big as saucers. They had no idea what was going to happen. We walked briskly over to the truck, where I opened the door and pointed at the bin. "Both of you grab that and follow me."
We marched right back into the middle of the crew. I told them to set it down and then I produced a bottle opener. They were beginning to catch on quickly. All except one little older guy. He politely asked if we were selling the beer. I told him "No, but if you want to pay for it, feel free to do so. Otherwise, they're free."
Thirteen guys and forty-eight beers. No one was going to get drunk. But, they really did appreciate the gesture. Big time.
When the beer was finished, and they were about ready to go, I dumped the ice out on the grass. whereupon one of the workers immediately showed up with a plastic bag and began scooping the ice into the bag. I really felt bad and apologized to him for dumping the ice, instead of asking if anyone wanted it.
One of those cultural things that pop up when you least expect it. To the average Belizean, ice is a luxury to be treasured and not squandered. Only a Gringo would think there was no value in the ice and dump it. I'm glad he was able to salvage it and take it home. I hope he and his family had a nice evening and used it fully.
So ended our big foundation/floor pour. It will sit and cure Sunday, then Monday, even though it's a holiday (Pan American Day, which used to be Columbus Day, but as he's steadily been discredited and reviled, they're still searching for meaningful names for the holiday) the guys will be back and our walls both for the house and the veranda, will begin to go up. Then it will seem like we're working on a real house.
There's many more photos than appear in each posting. You can see all the photos of the construction project on Flickr at: https://www.flickr.com/gp/winjama/0wVc3s. There will be new photos added each day of the project.