Totally
Wired
By Sarah
Morgan
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March 2007
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my husband and I decided to build a house in Costa Rica there were plenty
of things to disagree about during the project. But one thing
we both did agree on: our electrical system would be different from theirs.
Electrical
service was a fairly new commodity to the residents of the Talamanca region
when we first arrived. Two years before, the government had punched
a rough service road through dense jungle from Puerto Viejo to Manzanillo
providing the residents with electrical service. Before that, only
those who could afford a generator had power.
In 1989 electrical
service, although present, was inconsistent at best and smarter people
didn't sell off their plants right away. Food in refrigerators spoiled
frequently due to outages that lasted days and sometimes a week or more.
Very often while enjoying an evening of music, or a TV program, the power
would close down on us without warning, causing us to fumble about in the
dark looking for candles and matches. Or worse, we would get the
three-flash alert to let us know the power would go down in a more organized
manner. The electrical company threw the main switch three times
to give us fair warning, and it usually signaled an all-nighter.
Rumors circulated
about why the electric company would shut it down. One theory held
that it was a method of servicing the major cities because there wasn't
enough juice to go around; another asserted it had to do with maintenance
on the substation in Limón. But, far and away, the most widely
subscribed to theory was that is was just the government monopoly dicking
around with us. I still don't know the answer.
The unorganized
blackouts, or those without warning, were almost always attributed to a
car running into a power pole up by Wesfalia - a small community outside
Limón - some 35 kilometers away. I have no idea why people
felt it should always happen in Westfalia, but I suppose, if it had to
happen somewhere, Westfalia was as good a place as any. With multiple
day blackouts we often got word of the cause, news coming to us from anyone
who traveled outside. It never turned out to be a car hitting a power
pole up by Westfalia.
The one thing
all of us could rely on from our electrical service was an outage when
any festivity was scheduled. For many years all residents along this Caribbean
coast spent every Christmas and New Year's Eve in the dark. We could almost
hear the collective expletive hissing out into the night air as the grid
went down.
When the power
did come back on, it came in a white flash and an accompanying jolt - sometimes
two or three in a row. At almost any gathering someone told a horror
story of how a surge of electricity had fried their refrigerator or scrambled
the brains of their television. I once suggested that maybe the electric
company should have to pay for the damage. My Afro- Caribbean friend
replied, "What? They's terrible, mon. Chuk...them pay for it? You mus'
be jokin'." I bought surge protectors for every appliance we owned.
The first year
I remember having power on a New Year's Eve was at the turn of this century.
Newscasts repeatedly predicted that computer binary systems would fail
in the face of the new century. I commented to my husband, "We'll
never know if we're experiencing the millennium meltdown everyone is so
concerned about, or if we're just having one of our normal blackouts."
We had power that entire night; none of us could believe it.
Because this
area of Costa Rica had no electrical inspectors or building permits, the
locals became their own electricians. This led to unique methods
of wiring a house that I had never encountered before, although I think
it was a rudimentary version of the nub and tube system used in North America
in the last century.
A typical wiring
job consisted of the mother line - one hot one common – that ran down the
center of the house from one peak to the other. No one bothered with
a ground wire. Wherever a branch line was needed they simply cut
the insulation around the wires and spliced on, running the new line down
the side of the house to an outlet or light fixture. They wrapped
the splice with electrician's tape, which later hung like confetti from
the ceiling as the humidity and salt spray loosened the tape. A simple
knife switch in lieu of a breaker box was mounted on the wall. |
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One year our next-door neighbors decided
they would upgrade, and hired a professional electrician.
Considering himself a professional after wiring his own house, he'd hung
a shingle out on the street. The neighbors were pretty angry when
they ended up with a single junction box in the center of the ceiling and
an octopus of wires leading out in all directions.
When we drove
out on the main road we encountered the rare transformer and its accompanying
cluster of poles with meter boxes attached. These leaned like drunks from
lack of concrete footings to hold the poles straight. Guy wires ran
every which way and a Medusa-head of wires sprouted above the group; individual
strands eventually trailed off to houses somewhere back in the bush.
We lived in
various rentals before we built our house. Some of the cabins we
stayed in had only basic services, but many boasted hot water as an extra
luxury. There is an item here affectionately known as the Suicide
Showerhead. These contraptions are still made and lots of people
use them. It is essentially a ring of heating elements encased in
an oversized round plastic showerhead, directly wired to 120V, and the
plumbing. There is a little on/off switch on the plastic housing of the
showerhead, and another to adjust the temperature. The first time
I used one I got into the shower and turned the water on. The heat
never came on. I looked up and saw that the heat had been turned
off. Standing, stark naked in water up to my ankles I pondered my
situation and reached tentatively for the switch. Then logic overcame
me and I finished my shower in the cold.
One cabin we
stayed in had such bad wiring that I told my husband at breakfast, after
he finished his hot shower in the cold, "Okay, it appears we can take a
shower and make coffee, or we can make toast and make coffee, but we cannot
take a shower and make toast at the same time." The aluminum fuses
in the knife switch burned like butter on a regular basis. We kept
a pile of them like other people keep matches.
Our landlord
came over to solve the problem for us one day. Forgetting that someone
had mounted the knife switch upside down, he was about to delve into the
problem with the switch in the 'on' position when my husband cautioned
him, "You can go ahead and do that if you want, but you might remember
that you are still hooked up to the main." It took tracing
the wires out of the switch up toward the main power line to finally convince
him. His solution to our burned fuses was to replace them with heavy
gauge aluminum wire about as big around as my little finger.
"That should
do it," he assured us. We never burned a "fuse" again, but blue flame
shot out of the outlet once when I unplugged the toaster. Finally the plug
just fused with the outlet, a melted mass of plastic. We quit having
toast after that.
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So, we would be
different we vowed. We would have reliable wiring and it would be
buried underground from the street. We would not have unsightly snarls
of wire at the entrance to our property. Ours would be functional.
Ours would work.
We hauled Romex
wiring from North America with every trip we made. Romex has three
insulated copper wires inside a plastic casing and it is heavy. We
packed it in our luggage, relying on the US carrier's allotment of two
bags per person at thirty-two kilos (seventy pounds) each. That's
one hundred and nine kilos (two hundred and forty pounds) per trip for
the two of us. We hauled everything that way and we never flew underweight.
I am sure we would be arrested as terrorists today for the things we packed
away in the cargo holds of those planes over the years.
We brought
electrical boxes, North American switches and once hauled an item called
the Tite-Wad – a main line surge protector that looks like something Osama
and his boys might pack in their carry-on luggage. When I showed
it to the check-in attendant at the Continental Airlines desk her eyes
bulged. With just a receipt and the instructions for the item they
let it pass.
We now live
in a house that is wired to our fussy North American standards. We
have a breaker box with enough circuits to handle the load evenly and appropriately.
We have an on demand hot water heater that delivers piping hot water to
our showerhead through the safety of the plumbing system. It is wonderful,
and I never worry about getting shocked.
But the other
night, while watching a good movie on television, the lights dimmed to
a brownish hue, then flared to bright white, and then died. As I swore
to myself and searched for the candles and matches in the dark, I heard
my husband's voice, "Seems like a car might have hit a power pole up by
Wesfalia."
Our system
might be safer than theirs, but its still out about a third of the time.
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