The Bomba on the Roof

When I get back to our house in Merida, I notice the water pressure isn’t as strong as I remember. Or maybe it was always this soft? And I’ve just gotten used to the firehose in my brother’s guest bathroom over last the couple of weeks, bathing in a shower stream that could easily take a layer of skin off.

I don’t want to jinx it though; this is one of t…