Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Villaservice Industrial Site Visit and Commentary

Today we drove up to the Villaservice Plant, located just outside of Villacidro. After some confusion over parking, we disembarked and wandered inside for a presentation and video about the plant. Villaservice is a four part operation: landfilling, anaerobic digestion, composting, and waste water treatment.

It was originally a landfill. The first landfill was opened in 1993, and closed in 2006, this landfill accepted all of the municipal solid waste (MSW), as it was developed before the new laws were enforced. Once it was closed, a new landfill was opened. It currently only accepts the non-organic fraction of the waste, as well as the sludge from the anaerobic digestion plant. It is due to close in the next year, so a new one is currently under construction. The biogas is collected from the landfills, but because less organic fraction reaches the landfill, this is expected to decrease over time.



The anaerobic digestion plant began its service in 2002, and until 2009 accepted unsorted household waste. Once the regulations called for the separation of municipal solid waste, only the organic fraction was accepted. As of 2013, it was operating at an annual 12.3 Gg under capacity. Before the separation laws, the MSW was put through a rotating trammel screen and exposed to an electromagnet. This sorted the organic from the inorganic. Next, the waste went through wet mechanical treatment, which included the use of a hydro-pulper and a hydro-cyclone to create the organic slurry. From there, the slurry went through several centrifuges in order to produce biogas, liquid discharge (which is then sent to the wastewater treatment plant), and solid discharge (which is sent to the landfill).

The composting plant was functional in 2010, with a capacity of 51.3 Gg/yr. Its components are kitchen waste, green waste, sewage sludge, and digestate. As of 2013, it was operating 38 Gg/yr under capacity.   

This visit has left me with some questions:

Why are some parts of the plant operating under capacity? Is this a problem of collection? What is happening?

The total consumption of the plant is 3.7 million kWh of electricity, but the plant only produces 2.3 million kWh of electricity. Of that production, 639,000 kWh is transferred to the grid. How does the plant operate when it requires an additional 2 million kWh of electricity to function? Why do they sell their power, when their operation seems unsustainable?

The speaker mentioned problems heating the anaerobic digestion tanks, but if both the landfill and the digestion plant create biogas, why are their problems heating the tanks? Couldn’t the heat be collected and used to ensure optimum biogas production?  

Why does Villaservice landfill their mixed municipal solid waste, when it could otherwise be incinerated for energy recovery? Why did they stop placing the bails in distinct areas of the landfill, for ease of mining later?  

In terms of the composting plant, what sort of losses do they take per ton of compost? If the first composting plant took a loss of 118 euro per ton, what sort of loss does Villaservice take? Do they have plans for future profitability, in the event of the cancellation of government subsidies? Once the landfilling process is discontinued (either by reaching the third landfill’s capacity or by their illegalization), how does Villaservice plan to use its batches of compost?

Maybe I didn’t quite understand some of the points the speaker made, but there seems to be a lot going on at this plant. The potential for inefficiencies got my industrial engineering brain turning, and I came up with a scenario…

I think if I were to implement a system in the United States, I would create a waste management plant based on the layout of Disneyland. Walt Disney designed Disneyland with what has come to be known as a “hub and spoke” method. Given that the United States collects all of its MSW together (except in some places where they collect recyclables separately), I would place a receiving and sorting building in the middle as the hub, and place the managing plants around it. I would then decide the location of each of the separate managing facilities. I would plan to have composting, anaerobic digestion, landfilling, waste to energy, wastewater treatment, and recycling. Some things clearly need to be placed together, for this I made an activity relationship chart, and then a finalized suggested layout:








Sunday, May 31, 2015

Hindsight and Pride

Friday, May 29, 2015 9:37 am

Cramped /krampt/
adjective

Uncomfortably small or restricted.
With my elbows pressed against the seat and window, my legs jammed up on the seat in front of me, and my laptop bent almost closed due the angle, I was feeling rather cramped as I typed my paper on the bus.

Some humor in the early morning hours.

We’re leaving Cagliari, heading to the east to the high mountains and the most rural villages. It is shaping up to be a packed weekend, and my head spins whenever I try to comprehend the distances we’ve traveled.

Maybe I should stop typing (trying), I’m getting carsick.

Saturday, May 30, 2015. 2:49 am

I can’t write. I’m trying: my fingers ache and tremble, gnarled with an arthritis that spreads slowly through my knuckles and up my wrists. My heart is clumsy, and no helmet protects it when it stumbles and stutters, when it trips and falls. So maybe I won't write tonight, maybe I'll open my window and lean out into my cinderblock and colored plaster city, and watch the moon rise. 

Sunday, May 31, 2015 3:11 pm

Hindsight is 20/20, or so they say. For me it’s still 20/300 no matter which way I’m looking, even when my eyes are seeing straight back through my skull.

And that’s why I wear contacts. I correct the blurred tints and darks into mountains and valleys that grew as we left the bread basket plains and headed to the Province of Nuoro.

Sometimes it builds inside me. Sometimes I itch with a restlessness rooted so deep within my bones that they contort from the pressure. Suddenly my bright flares up like a kiln and the glass in my eyes melts under the sparks; the fear vaporizes: gone without glancing back.

In the last two days, I was privledged with the culture of a people who wear their spirituality and their pride in their clothes and traditions.

In the last two days, I spoke my thoughts, without fear of consequence or retribution, with a voice that sounded like someone I once saw in my smile.

In the last two days, I climbed a mountain to the edge of the timber line, and gazed upon a wooded horizon, wearing arch-less shoes that have wandered many a mile. 


In the last two days, I saw the stars in all their bright, and wondered if they could see me too.

In the last two days, I wandered the path and witnessed the two million year struggle of a river dreaming of finding the ocean

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In the last two days, I boarded a vessel and sailed on the sea and, wind stinging my eyes and a shy sun peeking out from the clouds, I saw what fear made me miss.

In the last two days, I dove off a cliff into a crystal clear, salty green sea, and swam with friendly fish and fishy friends.


Are you proud of me? Can you see me? Can you see my pride, my bliss?

I am. I can. I do.