Now, here's a funny story for you guys..... So one day when we were out in the middle of nowhere, literally an hour and a half from the main road, in an area we call "The Shire", we were walking along when my comp realizes that the urge to poop is more than he can bear, to the point where he couldn't walk anymore. It was either poop the pants or make a dash for the woods. However, we're missionaries and we only carry around Books of Mormon and pamphlets, not toilet paper. This was a serious problem. I searched my bag. The only paper-like products were lesson pamphlets, pass-along cards, or the area map. Out of respect for the church products, the area map was chosen as verdict. The map saved the day. Fortunately, it's hard to get lost in our area because there's like one road so the map wasn't that big of a sacrifice. Moral of the story: always be prepared and go before you leave home. I'll have a poop story one day...... Every missionary does.
Here's a pic of me getting drenched in the rain.
That sign in this picture cracks me up because it says "prohibited to fish" but it's in a muddy puddle of water, lol.