long drop.

We are staying along a river, where the bank goes up steeply on both sides and buildings are built on both sides. Our “home” is in the office, on one high side of the river. The bathroom & showers we are to use are on the other side of the river, requiring a hike down the hill, across the log bridge, and up the hill again.

General Western laziness aside, this isn’t bad in the middle of a sunny day. It’s less enjoyable at night. But it is most unenjoyable in the pouring rain, when your risk of sliding down both sides or landing in the river are heightened.

But see, there is also a bathroom just up the hill from us, at a normal you-are-in-the-jungle distance. But when we asked if we could use that one, we were told to go to the other.

Hmm.

Stephen went to check it out, and we pretty quickly understood why they didn’t recommend it to the foreigners.

It’s a “long drop” as Stephen called it. Just a four {muddy, slippery} boards over a hole.

But it’s so much closer in the rain and in the middle of the night. And to be honest, being a “long drop,” you can drop your toilet paper right in rather than bringing it back with you from the squatty potty. Not too bad of a situation.

But I was a little nervous, and this was our resulting conversation:

“Can I fall in?”
“No, it’s not that big of a hole.”
“Could I miss?”
“No. …I guess you could fall in, if you fell the right way.
…Just don’t, okay?”

So far, so good. We’ll keep you posted 😉