Deciding to go after the composting toilets and barking dogs as a pact, we get up and calm the dogs before going to the toilet. I borrow a tissue from one of the girls. The splashing isn't so bad, and when I get back to bed, I am glad that we didn't just suffer alone in silence.
Just as I am about to fall back asleep, a song starts playing over the loud speaker in a nearby town. It's been playing now for about a half hour.. on repeat.
The reality of this trip is setting in. Of course I remember the weird toilet situations and awkward moments from the last India trip. I guess in my mind I just assumed I would adapt better this time? We'll see how that goes..