Six Harrowing Days
Sand in my pants most of the time.
Mud on the outside.
Hidden cuts, wounds and bruises.
A little harrowing.
Six days without bathing.
Holding my shit for as long as I could.
Digging a hole to shit in and closing it up. UTTER GROSSNESS!
Jumping into mimosa plants.
Creepy crawlies everywhere.
I SURVIVED IT.
and THANK GOD for that!