Kubulau, Fiji
My last week was one of my best weeks on camp. We had formed solid friendships and we knew our routines well. Not to say it wasn't without problems, we found that people had been taking a bit too much from the washing tank (collected rainwater) for their showers and by the fourth week, we were really low on washing water. We had been rationed to half a bucket every day, but it had been cut back to every other day dependant on the rainfall we had. I had my first...