When Nona told Papa and me that we would go to see the Maras Salt Pans today, I asked her, “Why would someone make pans out of salt? That’s just crazy!”
Salt. You know, I’m talking about that white gritty stuff in the little shaker on the table that Papa isn’t suppose to use because of his blood pressure. Well, actually, nobody should be adding extra salt to food. I learned that reading the New York Times Science Section with Papa. Yeah, most food and beverages already have all the salt you need and more. Oops. There I go wandering away from my story. Let’s get back to the nutty idea of “salt pans.”
You can see in that photo (above) that the “pans” look like little ponds, except the water isn’t blue. It’s sort of white. Why white? Because salt is sort of white.
Each salt pan is used by one family that lives in this area. There’s a long waiting list of families that want a salt pan of their own, too. I don’t think our family ever thought of getting a salt pan, did they?
We saw a few families collecting salt from their pans. where the water had evaporated. Yeah, that’s how they make salt. First they fill up the pan with salty water that comes from a spring in the ground.
The sun does most of the work making the salt. The warmth of the sun evaporates the water. As the water disappears, the salt appears as tiny crystals, and those crystals pile up.
The family in charge of a salt pan does most of the work collecting the salt. When the water is all gone from the salt pan. The family just goes into the pan, scoops up the salt, and puts it into big bags to carry it away. They can use it, and they can sell it.
Well, of course, I’m just exaggerating how many photos she took. Maybe it was only a thousand. Anyway, I thought we’d never leave. So did Papa. He sat down on a bench, and I’m pretty sure he fell asleep sitting up. He doesn’t like to miss his naps. Bye!
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