Emmalee Drake is a sophomore at the University of Kansas, majoring in accounting management. She took a trip to Alaska with her family and got a little more acquainted with nature than she had originally intended.
Her grandparent’s friends invited her family to come to Alaska and enjoy the beautiful views that this little-inhabited location offered. Lovely mountains, lakes, and forests abounded and the temperature was nice. All in all, it should have been a wonderful vacation. But something was amiss- different from her home in civilization.
They had passed quite a bit of time looking at the sites Alaska had to offer and sleeping in small rooms in Emmalee’s grandparents’ friends’ house. Enough time had passed that nature was calling, and that didn’t refer to the Alaskan wilderness.
This was the part of the trip she had been dreading. Sewage Alaska, as it was called, did not have indoor plumbing. It was as if they were living in the Dark Ages.
Emmalee wandered around the woods near the house where they were staying, wishing that a modern bathroom would appear in the mossy surroundings, complete with nicely-scented hand soap. Unfortunately for her, this passing fancy did not become a reality.
She found a nonchalant collection of large rocks some distance from the shed that her grandparents called home during this trip. Thoughts of bears and bigfoots happening upon her in this vulnerable moment made her want to turn back, but there was no stopping bodily functions.
This was the first and only time she would ever poop outside. The ordeal was more than a little emotionally scarring, but she accomplished what she had come to do. She gained some pretty sweet photos of Alaska, but at what cost?
“There’s my story, make me millions.”