We new there would be some adjustments of daily life and necessities. In town the concept of trash disposal is simple, the trash truck plays music announcing it’s arrival. When you’re not used to it, one often mistakes it for either a Disney ride because it plays “It’s a Small World”. If not that, then you expect to run out and find an ice cream truck due to the upbeat dingle of a song.
You would think such a set up would be simple, but way too many times were we left chasing the trash truck down the road or receiving a solid scolding from the driver to not leave the trash on the curb for them to pick up themselves.
In the village, it may not have the allure of convience, but a ride in the back of the jeep down to the village incinerator followed by a roaring fire and a melting pile of goo actually seems to give everyone involved an entertaining way to dispose of our unusable refuse.
