Resilience

The waters edge is littered with endless items. Wood washed ashore during the flood two days ago. Bottles, cans, bags, random treasures fallen to the bottom of the lake and now revived with the rushing current of too much water. This truck appeared the day after the flood. I am not sure if had been abandoned, or washed up as well. It's title (the dangerous ones) is shockingly appropriate for the scene of the aftermath. Needless to say, people here know how to survive. So much so that they systematically begin organized, manual clean-up immediately. With simple shovels, brooms, buckets and plastic bags, they hall the mud out of their houses, out of the streets, out of there lives. Same as the capitals' residents are doing with the volcanic ash that has baptized the city with a small reminder: Pacaya still lives.