The afternoon sun was just starting its descent and there I sat appreciating the rare breeze on a thursday afternoon in Iloilo. I've been drinking liters of coconut water and holding my latest pee for what seemed like a few eternities at least.
I was bursting and ran furiously to my room and the awaiting salvation. Casting my pants aside and peeling of my underwear quick, I sat on the toilet. Glancing at the hideous Bermuda themed vinyl shower curtain I found a resting tarantula eavesdropping on an intimate moment. I quickly jumped up from the toilet, having a bladder half full of urine. I haven't screamed so much in a while.
Needless to say, the entire shut down of urination gave me an official welcome to the jungle.
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