When I am visiting a new place, my first two concerns are always the same: 1) food and 2) bathrooms, in that order. I want to know when we eat, what we eat, and how soon can it happen again. It’s biologically difficult to care that much about mealtime without also taking an interest in “the bathroom situation,” as I like to refer to it, so that’s inevitably my second line of questioning. And I know I’m not alone in this. So if you’ve been reading this blog and thinking to yourself, “Hyenas, cute babies, science, that’s all great, but what about when you really have to go?” this entry is for you.
Given that we don’t have running water, our bathroom situation is pretty stellar. When it’s a quick trip, so to speak, any old woods will do. But when you need a “second” (har har), we have a lovely toilet sitting atop a very deep hole in the middle of a delightful clearing. Although it’s not advisable to use it at night for fear of being joined by an equally gastrointestinally-plagued hippo, in the daytime it’s rather pleasant. Trees provide a cooling shade and birds will occasionally stop by to nod their approval and perhaps snag a bug or two. Aside from the camp lore of the monitor lizard that used to pop out of the hole every now and then, the whole experience can be quite charming.
6 comments:
LOL; very nice Leslie. I LOVE the new blog system and have been reading about all of you. This is great! Keep up the good work and I can't wait to hear about more of your adventures!
How's Digs adapting to his new home?
You know what they say about small women that eat a lot... ;)
well, I'm not sure I know what "they" say, but I know what YOU say...
Debbie—he's enjoying Camp Grandma/Grandpa very much, thanks for asking! :)
Your setup is much nicer than the portajohns on campus for the MSU football games. Keep up the great posts!
Don't be so flippant about that monitor lizard, he can come back and speaking from experience, it ain't pretty when he is around. Always check before you sit!
The monitor lizard sounds like nothing more than an urban myth (or in this case a Mara myth). I'm sure there is plenty of other "stories" passed around that add to camp lore.
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