This is an enormous feat! After all, many people live in the jungle, off the beaten path (literally), and many other people live on extremely remote paths/roads with unknown locations.
Everyone...and that means everyone...has to stay home on Sunday from 7 am until a census worker (170,000 of them) arrives at your house, motel room or where ever you slept last night, and conducts the census.
Can you imagine the US government demanding that everyone in the states stay home for a day? Ha! That would never happen!
After the census is complete, they give you a card that allows you to go out but you will be stopped at check points to prove you completed the census.
We didn't think they had a snow ball's chance in hell of finding us. We are on an old farm track 600 meters off the main road and not visible from the road. And we have only been here less than a year in this house.
But find us they did.
We thought we would be stuck in our house, waiting fruitlessly, until 7 pm when everyone can go out again.
They got to us about 12:30. Not bad for a 3rd World nation!
We printed out the 20 page questionnaire in English so we had an English translation. The census taker didn't speak any English.
We muddle through it. In about 30 minutes.
Now back to our life.
The power went out this morning, again, at 7 but only for about 5 minutes. Then it went out again at 8:30 but only for 5 minutes.
Damn power! It is tough to sit down and do anything that requires electricity because you never know when it will go out again. We go a few months with almost no electricity outages then we get them a couple times a day. Frustrating...
And to matters worse, the Internet was down this morning. We called and they said it would take all day to fix it.
Hmmm!!???
It was back on by 1 pm.
All is good...power, Internet and the freedom to roam around town!
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