So this is what I'm supposed to drink - this rank, foul-smelling liquid. Don't get me wrong, I'll do it, but phew - it smells like something died in it. Hopefully I won't gag as I swallow.
It hasn't stopped raining yet; the cover over the hammock is beginning to sag with the rain it's collecting, so I've run a makeshift series of leaves and boughs to funnel the water into my cantine. Hopefully it will overflow - that was a joke; I've washed out some large pitcher plants and I'm using them to replace the cantine; plenty of water to wash the challenge down. Iilanthys out.