What's the longest you've gone without a shower/bath. Why?
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About six days while hiking a part of the appalachian trail and camping.
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Probably close to a month.
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Probably close to a month.
Same. World of warcraft was a different place 20years ago
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wrote on last edited by [email protected]2 weeks. Riding my motobike across the Simpson Desert (including getting there and coming back). Stayed at a country pub in western outback Qld on day 14 and & showerd. Prior to that, had been camping out in the bush.
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About three weeks. But I was in an area where water was scarce and unsafe (Some central African nations)so there were other priorities. Baby wipes and an occasional wash cloth with water we boiled beforehand had to be enough.
But I must have looked and smelled funny when I finally made it back to civilization and walzed into the lobby of a very very posh hotel. That shower was pure heaven, though
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Probably close to a month.
Is it because of the common debuff know as the Sad Syndrome? (aka: Depression?)
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Maybe three days? I can’t stand not showering.
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Three and a half weeks, 25 days. More than forty years ago I was lost in the wilderness on a school camp. Broke both ankles and couldn’t walk.
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About 7-8 days, my water boiler broke in mid winter, and I just couldn't do cold showers at below freezing temperatures. Ended up boiling water and washed at the sink, went pretty alright tbh.
Ye Olde French Bath.
Better than nothing, gets you pretty clean
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Three and a half weeks, 25 days. More than forty years ago I was lost in the wilderness on a school camp. Broke both ankles and couldn’t walk.
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Guessing something like 5-6 days. Staying at home with no human contact scheduled that is about the limit of my tolerance of filth vs laziness.
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Three and a half weeks, 25 days. More than forty years ago I was lost in the wilderness on a school camp. Broke both ankles and couldn’t walk.
wrote on last edited by [email protected]Go on... (Sorry just hoping for more info)
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A week at max, high altitude and chilly wind can be daunting.
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Maybe three days? I can’t stand not showering.
It's the getting in bed dirty that bothers me. Sticking to sheets keeps me up. I could go a long time if I was camping and what not, but if I'm using sheets .. it bothers me way to much. My feet have always ran warm so if I don't shower I usually have to at least wash my feet so they don't feel stuck to sheets and I get claustrophobic or such feeling like I'm being held down.
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Three and a half weeks, 25 days. More than forty years ago I was lost in the wilderness on a school camp. Broke both ankles and couldn’t walk.
We need more details! Who found you? What did you eat?
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Not really went without: when our bathroom was being repaired for a whole week, we went to the local swimming pool and used the showers there. Then went for a swim, so was actually quite nice.
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Three and a half weeks, 25 days. More than forty years ago I was lost in the wilderness on a school camp. Broke both ankles and couldn’t walk.
Cant drop that kinda teaser and not give the rest of the story!
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Is it because of the common debuff know as the Sad Syndrome? (aka: Depression?)
Yeah, probably... I don't know, I don't really want to self-diagnose.
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Go on... (Sorry just hoping for more info)
Mount Buffalo National Park, 1982. Four of us left the camping area to watch the sunset. I stopped to take a photo and lost the trail. Went running after the others, slipped and rolled down a cliff, landed upright, but felt both ankles pop and break. (The whole park is Australian bush around granite boulders and cliffs). The others thought I had gone back to camp and didn’t report me missing. Next morning the group packed up and hiked to the next camp site, no one noticed I was missing until that evening, so they looked in the wrong place. I crawled to a creek and fell down the gully, drank snow melt, no one heard me shouting and crying. Eventually they gave me up for dead. Three German tourists found me by accident three weeks later, one went to get help. I got a ride in a helicopter, in hospital for two weeks while they fed me through a drip. The school gave me a payout through their insurance on the condition we didn’t sue them. I’m almost 60 now and my ankles still hurt and grind and pop.
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We need more details! Who found you? What did you eat?
Couldn’t eat anything. Story below.
