I stiffened my upper lip and got on with what I came here for. I sat so vulnerable, I wondered what would happen if whatever lurked up there dropped into my lap. The Masai patrol would find me in this undignified position. It's a good job the flashlight was in my mouth, or I'd have awaken the entire camp with hyena-like laughter. They, too, had faced the toilet demons during the night.
Men simply have better camping equipment.
A nimals in different countries have different expressions just as people in different countries differ in expressions. P enguins mate for life. It's like seeing something between the regions of truth and fiction. T he lion began to contemplate me with a kind of quiet premeditation, like that of a slow-witted man fondling an unaccustomed thought. W hen nature calls, even intrepid travelers prefer to make a comfortable reply.