03.01.2012 - 03.01.2012
As we began our slow and brutal climb out of the "pond", one of our fellow trekkers complained of a stomach ache. He was in a lot of pain. It turned out that he really needed to take a dump.
As he complained about the pain, his friend advised that he should just go in the woods, but he refused. He continued the climb while clutching his stomach and moaning in pain.
We began our climb down the volcano and his pain became worse. He REALLY needed "to go". His pace quickened as he followed the guide and his friend further into the cloud forest, leaving the rest of the group behind.
Finally, he couldn't take it any longer and had to go. He ran ahead of the group while his friend yelled at him saying "Just shout when you are finished!"
All of a sudden we heard a scream. We didn't know it was the scream of a man who was taking the biggest shit of his life.
With wide eyes and a worried expression the guide asked the friend, "Esta bien??"
The friend shrugged, shook his head and yelled into the woods "ARE YOU DONE?"
The screamer yelled "NO!!!AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
The friend yelled "YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO YELL WHILE YOU'RE GOING! ONLY YELL WHEN YOU ARE DONE!"
The screamer continued to scream.
By the time he was finished, the rest of the group finally caught up to the guide and the friend. We all that he was having diarrhea because he had problems with that earlier in his trip. When the guide tried to give him anti-diarrhea pills the screamer replied, "No thanks. It was the largest, most solid chunk... it's not diarrhea"
We thanked him for sharing that extremely valuable piece of information.
We also found out that he took a dump somewhere in the muddy path that we were to walk on. THIS valuable piece of information was told to us much later.
We will never know what was really on our shoes on our climb down from Volcano Maderas....