Apartment Construction

Genero progresses. The landlord finally introduced us to Genero Enrique. He's 74 years old and is doing the whole job himself. The landlord watches him all day and runs errands for him and sweeps up after him. He earns 200 peso/day. They both sing and both have nice voices. For us, the construction is almost noiseless, except for the choral concert, as there is no machinery helping in the whole process. Soon, Genero will be finished with the exterior of the apartment and we will be able to move our car back into the parking space. I think this will be a dark apartment and I won't want to move into it when it's finished. Also I have discovered why we can't throw the toilet paper in the toilet. The septic tank is under the floors of the apartments on the first floor. There is no central city sewer system and everyone has their own septic tank or two buried someplace on their property. The landlord, Ariel, tells me that they need emptied every three to four years. I asked how he decided when they should be cleaned and he said that when the toilets on the first floor backed up it was time to call the honey truck and have them pumped out. That does explain the smell of drains that we sometimes get when we take walks. I hope nothing happens while Ariel is in Florida for three weeks over Christmas vacation.