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Was a song from long ago, sung by Johnny Cash, and the next verse goes; “About two feet high and rising!” This past three weeks in Southern Luzon has been nothing but rain, and then some more rain. I’m fully aware that this is the monsoon season and one should expect to be a little damp.
Once more I’ll gloat about my foresight and the idea I had years ago to live on a mountain instead of a beach while once again living on a tropical island. Once more I’ll mention altitude, and gravity and the principle that; “Water seeks its own level.” My little town of Dinalupihan has received all the water they need, but because it is surrounded by the low land rice fields they are forced into keeping it. The city is now a free public pool. Schools are closed, no one can get to the market, it is a mess and I’m staying home. I do have sympathy for the inhabitants, but since this happens every rainy season, I do wonder why a solution has never been found.
My neighbors with the corrugated roofs are up there every day with tarps, old tires, hollow blocks and sand bags to stop the leaks, but to no avail. The floors are lined with pots and pans and they are empted all day out the front door or used to flush the CR.
Here is what I’ve have observed over these long years residing here and enjoying the easy going lifestyle, when the rain stops, it will be out of sight, out of mind and not a thought about the leaking roof until the next time it rains. You must love the attitude the Filipino’s process. I wish I could develop even a small portion of it. Hell I wish I could fall asleep on a Jeepney, but that will never happen.
Due to my hospitalization back in March, we missed the yearly roof maintaining procedures. To seal the edge of the slab roof with sealing compound, that prevents driving rain from entering the building. So now in mid August I freely admit that for the first time since 1999 our roof is leaking. I’m not talking a deluge or torrents of water pouring in just drips of water that my wife collects with a towel and rings out every few hours. But that is still leaking by any measure. We made the trip to Home Depot in San Fernando Pampanga (On Luzon) and collected all the required materials to stop this problem, but we are into our third week of rain, and there is no end in sight. But if that sun does come out………BTW: The PagAsa recommends we have a spare umbrella and a small rubber raft with us at all times. Oh and those tempted to comment that it’s bright and sunny where you live! Remember your time is coming, and I won’t fail to bring it up.
If you remember I mentioned that during my medical emergency I received 24 pints of blood which altered my normal DNA, and that could be the reason I neglected to have the roof sealed on those sunny days of May and June before the rain really started, so some of that attitude must have kicked in, and I’m regretting it now. Manila is of course already flooded, but they tell me that the Capital will flood if seven people wash their car at the same time.
I‘ll still stick by my slab roof, if it’s maintained properly every year, and that costs (With Labor) about PNP 2,500.00 per year. During one typhoon a few years after we built the house, my roof had eight inches of standing water until I weathered the storm and went outside and cleared the drains. The following month new three inch drains were installed at a cost of PNP 30,000.00, but the problem was solved and I learned something new about owning a house here and now understand that song by Mr. Cash; “How High Is the Water Mama?” Don’t let it get any higher.