So I asked Madame if she and her assistant would take me to the closest hardware store and off we went. We found bolts, washers and nuts here (I’m in the orange shirt).
And back we went. I drilled the holes out more and through-bolted the pump halves. Perfect. We had water! Lots of water!
We give the kids the plaque to hang at the orphanage.
The border closes at 5pm. NOTHING goes through then, period. We did NOT want to spend the night. No way. So we bid a fond farewell, loaded up and headed to the border. We approach it.