Saturday, February 20, 2010
There is this narrow little road between Puzol's main street and the highway access. This little road is known as Cami, one of oh, a kazillion "cami" roads in Spain. It doesn't have a name because it doesn't need one. It's just a badly paved farm road of sorts that is half in Puzol and half in Puig and so no one really wants to take responsibility for it and if you really want to complain, well, don't because there's a perfectly good road with a proper name just a kilometer down the road that is taken car of.
People like to complain about this Cami though. After all, the potholes are many and deep as if Hannibal's elephants had been through recently. I think one is big enough for an elephant bath. It's certainly big enough to swallow a Smart car.
A few weeks ago, I was pleasantly surprised to see someone filling the holes. One man sat parked in a small rusty truck with a wood-slat fence around the flatbed. The other man slowly filled the potholes with his shovel-fulls of dirt from that truck, then stomped them down with his feet. It looked quite amateur. Amusing too. But who cares... for a day or two, at least until the next rain, the holes would be sparing elephants and cars alike.
But Valencia weather "is not normal" according to the locals. The rain in Spain... well, it keeps acomin'. And the dirt turned mud turned mud puddle and went ahead and washed away.
One thing that hasn't gone anywhere is the road block on that same stretch of road made from a few big rocks and... oranges. Yes, here where oranges are as plentiful as potholes, they make excellent barriers.
I think they need to reconsider the mud and fill these potholes with oranges. They may just do the trick. And if not, at least a patch of bright orange will act as a nice warning light to any car who dares pass by.
Really, I think this will work. Unless of course, someone is offering up a proper cement truck. But what am I thinking? This is Spain! Yeah, let's gather some oranges, folks, and have us a pot hole fillin' party on the cami road.
A few weeks ago, I was pleasantly surprised to see someone filling the holes. One man sat parked in a small rusty truck with a wood-slat fence around the flatbed. The other man slowly filled the potholes with his shovel-fulls of dirt from that truck, then stomped them down with his feet. It looked quite amateur. Amusing too. But who cares... for a day or two, at least until the next rain, the holes would be sparing elephants and cars alike.
But Valencia weather "is not normal" according to the locals. The rain in Spain... well, it keeps acomin'. And the dirt turned mud turned mud puddle and went ahead and washed away.
One thing that hasn't gone anywhere is the road block on that same stretch of road made from a few big rocks and... oranges. Yes, here where oranges are as plentiful as potholes, they make excellent barriers.
I think they need to reconsider the mud and fill these potholes with oranges. They may just do the trick. And if not, at least a patch of bright orange will act as a nice warning light to any car who dares pass by.Really, I think this will work. Unless of course, someone is offering up a proper cement truck. But what am I thinking? This is Spain! Yeah, let's gather some oranges, folks, and have us a pot hole fillin' party on the cami road.
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