20 fellow walkers turned up for the meeting and twenty chins hit the deck at the thought of holding hands with a neighbour whilst having a c**p. Yes its a sad but true fact, no toilets on the wall and if your caught short, you have a large audience to what is usually a very private moment. Then as we cannot leave anything behind ANYTHING, it has to be collected and carried to the village for a ceremonial burning at dawn. Nappy bags are required apparently, best to get perfumed ones said the shorter sadist with a gleeful glint in her eye. No one asked why.
Worse was to come (hard to believe I hear you say) the only toilet is in the village (1 toilet to 1 village), apparently a hole in the ground with an 18" wall around it for "privacy". The up side is there's usually four in a line so you hold hands and prevent each other from falling in!!! The other hand is holding a handkerchief drenched in aftershave over your nose to stop you throwing up at the stench.
Another shock, these people are definitely sadists, no washing water only drinking water, no proper wash for five days, we have to use "wet wipes" One girl, a survivior of 9 challenges informed us all that its better to take your oldest under wear and burn it at dawn rather than carry it about, good advice if you ask me.
Laugh we could have cried, never seen so many shades of green in one place, all with some incredible mental pictures.
The steps also look horrendous, one clever dick asked (not me) why if the Chinese are so small do the make such incredibly large steps? You'll find out came the reply!
Never felt much like dinner that evening.
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