Imagine being dressed in a down parka, ski goggles, thick gloves, plastic boots, crampons and barely being able to stand on your own two feet because 90 kph winds are attempting to blow you off the side of a 17, 000-foot ridge. In that moment, you feel as though life is unfolding at 120 frames per second.
Since moving to Peru four years ago, my husband Matt and I have lived without water more frequently than either of us ever imagined. While the minor inconveniences of dishes piling up, toilets going unflushed and no showers after morning runs are irritating, they also allow us empathize with people who live like this every day. Big problems like this need big solutions.