Gritting my teeth, I turned on a flashlight, put on my shoes, unzipped the door of my tent, stumbled out into the night, and made a dash for the pit-toilet at the edge of the camp site.

The road vehicle is a city built drop pit pit in front of the door, often do not pay attention to the driver to drive the car stuck.

One by one, they emerged through a swinging door, out of a pit a half-mile deep, pumping fists and hugging family.