in a conex box, in the middle of BF egypt, while a thrashing thunderstorm rages through outside, a couple of miles from anything, while the coyotes fight over deer carcases more or less outside the window, and foxes drift past like ghosts, is a bit spooky.

Still, it’s good sleeping, nobody to bitch about you snoring, and you just have to crawl out of bed once in a while and feed the fire. And sometimes you have to get out of bed and go Out There to pee.

Thankfully, I had an empty gallon milk bottle so I didn’t have to brave the rain, wind, foxes and coyotes in the wee hours. Did I remember to empty that and burn the bottle? I think I did. That is I know I emptied it, but I hope nobody finds that and reuses it for anything.

Thank God it was a gallon, too, I forget how large my bladder has become after thirty years of long distance driving.