In hindsight, our time in the apartment wasn’t all that long, but it felt like forever.
We discovered a natural spring 45 minutes away on Hwy 26 and made frequent trips to fill water containers. The water at the apartment was brown and not especially tasty.
Manijeh’s mother stayed with us on and off. While we all like each other, the tight space made everyone a little stir crazy.
We covered our walls with potential properties and details like well logs, topographic maps, et cetera. These were always pulled down in disappointment.
There were some good times – Orin celebrated his 2nd birthday there – but on the whole it was a difficult time.