(Historical Notes: Just to be clear, these guys already had their room filled to bursting, so there’s a very good reason why nobody offered to hook my up with an actual place to stay.  So don’t ask why they didn’t.  Still, for as much as I said I tried my best to stay clean, having any sort of shower access was greatly appreciated, if for no other reason than washing my hair is about the one thing I really COULDN’T do under camping circumstances.  Aside from the fact that this shaggy mane takes a LOT of water, it also needs to be DRIED pretty much right away, otherwise it ends up being a tangled, smelly mess, which sort of defeats the point of washing in the first place.  Granted, I’ve heard that dry shampoo is a thing, but I’ve never actually tried it, and didn’t even know it existed at this point anyway.  On a no bathing-related note, I should really use The President of Everything in something else.  I forgot how funny this page was.)