Here's the deal...
The town doesn't know where its sewer lines are. There may be lines on the street next to the barn, but no one knows for sure. The sewer lines on the street behind the barn are only 24 inches beneath the street surface - not deep enough for us to get the drop needed for reliable sewer service.
We had a guy come out and send a camera through the toilet drain in the old servant's quarters, hoping they would connect to sewer lines on the street next to the barn. Instead we found out that they connect to some sort of septic tank - one that looks suspiciously similar to an old abandoned well.
Tomorrow our favorite waterworks man is going to wade into the morass that is the city's map room, and try to find something (a map of the sewer system, maybe?) that will tell us whether or not there are sewer lines on that street.
If there are none, then I guess we start talking septic tank, which is not my option of choice. So I'm praying... .
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