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That Time I Got Covered in Human Shit (and Other Travel Scams)

There’s really no words to adequately describe how it feels to be doused in human shit.

Disgusting? Yes.

Appalling? Of course.

Horrifying. Humiliating.

(Those last two get closer to nailing it but they’re still an understatement.)

I had been walking away from Quito’s main square, Plaza de la Independencia, after taking a few snaps, when it happened.

I wasn’t even two minutes from the square, and still very much in a buzzing area in broad daylight, when I felt a splash of something hit my head, back, and right arm from behind.