Claude Dambreville - Official Website

EBook - Vivre A Puerto Plata

English |  Francais |  Español

Chapter XV
The Flow Of Rainwater

 

In April 2008, in the thick of the night I was awakened with a start by a frightening roar that reminded me of the terrible earthquake that shook Puerto Plata and its surroundings in 2003.

However, when the thick haze of my sleeping brain dispersed, I was able to realize that it was not an earthquake, but the turbulent flow of rainwater into the canal bordering the rear of my patio.

Puerto Plata is unquestionably a pleasant, hospitable, and charming town. The fact remains that, like any other city in the world, it contains hidden in its backdrop some minor inconveniences. Among these annoyances, the nuisance caused by the many canals of the city is at the forefront.

Let us get back to the subject at hand. I mentioned the noisy and disorderly passing of rainwater into the canal that runs along my fence. As usual, these raging waters hurtled down fiercely, and carried with them tons of debris and all sorts of miscellaneous objects: metal drums, old chairs, bottles, ripped mattresses, pots, logs, etc... These objects, vertiginously swept by raging waters, bounced noisily against the cemented walls of the canal, which added a rather sinister note to this terrifying nocturnal flood.

The following morning, in order to find out about the disturbing drama of these torrents of muddy waters that crisscross the city following every downpour, I went to see one of my neighbors, an renowned architect versed in the thorny problem of Puerto Plata's canals.

From what he told me, people whose houses are located along the ditches, use the storm water channels for disposal of their garbage. Hence follows that, when rain is scarce, wastes that accumulates in these channels offer a sight as impressive as unpleasant. In these disadvantaged areas, the air becomes extremely pestilent, due to fermentation of these putrid mounds of trash that often serve as temporary grave for rats, dogs and cats that died in the region.

When the providential rain finally falls, the water that charges down from the mountains brings with it all the garbage piled up for several weeks. Unfortunately, most of the time, the canals walls are not cemented, which facilitates the uncontrollable spillover of a horrible magma formed by water, mud, rubble and refuse. This magma invades the adjoining land and seeps into the houses of local residents.

For lack of information, I had long believed that the systematic accumulation of waste in the canals and the impetuous and torrential drainage were attributable to a certain rurality of the violators. Well, no. Not at all. These poor people who live along these canals are reduced to such extremes for the single reason that in their sector, there is no organized garbage collection. These unfortunate people are forced to get by anyway they can.

Another noteworthy point: Do you know where these barrels, chairs, mattresses, bottles and logs carried by the raging waters of the canals channels of Puerto Plata are discharged? At the sea, directly. To tell the truth, not always but often. We must admit that from time to time, the department of public works undertakes the collection of thrash and dredges the drainage channels' mouth.

However, as to worsen this serious problem, gardeners and service staff of some posh homes located along a canal, do not hesitate to throw their waste in that channel, although the neighborhood where they work enjoys regular garbage collection. Difficult to understand, really.

 

English Translation By Vadim Dambreville

Back to top

Index


Home |  Artwork |  Biography |  Wish List |  Contact |  Privacy Policy |  Site Map


Site designed and maintained by Tao Dambreville

Compare T1 Line price quotes and T1 Connection service from multiple T1 providers with just one click!