I'm at the urinal for an early AM loo stop. I'm so tired my eyes are closed as I get on with the job in hand. A large tree frog lands on the left side of my face. I jump about 4ft making weird noises as I claw at the facehugger. My aim was seriously off the mark, luckily no one else is within range. I compose myself and assess the damage. Almost escaped unscathed. I return to the urinal with a wary eye looking out for more frogs. Returning to my tent, I check Geoffs humidity meter. Its looking good. There's dew on the ground, I hope. Or maybe someone with a bigger bladder and poorer aim. I hope its a good sign. On subsequent visits I saw the same frog perched by the window sill ready to freakout another unsuspecting patron.