Where's the Loo?

Ngidinga i-toliet! Well, at our house, before this past weekend, you would need to not only ask for the toilet, but also borrow a machete, put on some hiking boots and then go on a major jungle trek. Can you even see the toilet in the picture below? It was intense and let me tell you that the intensity went up a good 10 to 20 degrees when one needed to use the loo in the middle of the night! Enter the pee bucket into our lives. That’s right!

I also took the liberty of giving you a glimpse of what it looks like once you are seated in the little outhouse – are you in a African village or somewhere along the Amazon river? Does it really matter?

This past weekend Derek and I declared war and remade the path through the corn, butternut, melon and snap pea mess. The next day we were not rewarded for our efforts, but instead given a reprimand because apparently we should have asked before we destroyed some of the crops that the gogo from next door had planted. I still think the gogo from next door should have asked us before she blocked our access to the toilet with her out of control butternut!

The view from within