Big Daddy

With there being so few of us (apparently in a week or two is the high season for volunteers), we are given a tent each. Of course, Katarina and I are sharing. Ours is named Big Daddy, after the largest sand dune in the nearby desert. I am immediately relieved. My biggest concern coming out here was accomodation and these luxury tents were nothing to worry about. Inside was spacious with two areas, one with beds (no sleeping on the floor) and a second large space for all our bags and clothes. And also a porch outside. And luckily the whole tent was off the ground - what might crawl in at night was another big concern of mine. The toilets and showers were outside but right next door and again with so few of us we are not even sharing those.