the stars, the sand, my ass & I

So I just found out/realised........ that out in the desert we are gonna be crapping in the open sand.
I'm serious, I'm traumatised.

I can't even squat! Kent the white Canadian boy is better at it than me!

Tom Gara scares me with stories of how the girls on his last trip 'bonded' over this little desert activity. Images of 7 girls squatting over one big hole drift in my mind and disturb my sleep at night.

And I'm like sitting here thinking, what am i gonna brush my teeth with? Do they have taps? Will a scorpion bite my ass as I maneuver squatting AND contemplating the beauty of the desert night sky all at the same time? Will my attempt at getting as far and away as possible from the tents/people result in my losing my way (Naynay can vouch for my insanely bad sense of direction) and forever getting lost in the Western Desert?