OK, so after a couple of weeks of pissing off some of the locals who were complaining about the hundreds of trucks driving through the village, (the ones who complained weren't the ones who had sold me their topsoil.. go figure!), finally the news of the disgruntledness filtered down to me... oops. Time to pay reparations in the form of a couple of parties, much moo yang and 'tiger dance' lao kao... a few chats here and there about what we were up to, how they could benefit, some sweets for the kids, smiles all around and problem solved.
Besides, the trucks had pretty much stopped by then.. time to think of water again, this time pertinent to the arid conditions we were facing down on the land, so back to baanpong sahara.. this time construction of a watering hole:
Note the level of the natural water table at the bottom of the hole.. this is in the driest part of the year during the hottest period on record for 60 years... still the water is there and not too far down. That said, with climate change and all that, one can only plan for worse. The cow in the background is looking on approvingly as it think we are building it a swimming pool.