Oh, sure, Moonchild! Paint a pretty picture. Folks! You had to leave your cabin!! (in the rain!!!), and traipse across 60 or 70 feet of soggy grass and/or mud, to the communal latrine!!!! Nothin' like getting fully dressed to go take a shower!!!

It was so reminiscent of Army life: concrete floors and no heat (it was 40 degrees most mornings); a lo-o-o-ong sink with a battery of faucets hanging down; two open toilets with no doors and only vanity partitions, about four feet high (just high enough so you couldn't see anyone who was sitting down and you had to holler "Anybody home?" before getting too close); and open showers. In the Army, they wouldn't have had the vanity partitions, but the john would have been shared by only one sex.

Don't sweeten the pie too much Moonchild!

Big RiB