I’m getting used to boiling my bathwater in the morning now & doing the Indonesian bath thing. (= one bridge I haven’t crossed yet is the “hole in the floor” toilet. Uncle Yanto’s bathroom is so equipped. We almost had a #2 situation this morning- but I was able to talk my body out of it. I think the complete absence of “tp” was what did it. Just a basin full of water… and I’m saving that experience for something closer to an emergency.