Imagine that you are attending a meet. You took the Friday before hand off, and went up on Thursday night.
You have spent all of Friday wandering around in the blazing summer heat chopping wood and milling about camp. You have never quite got as far as eating anything, but you have managed a 'couple' of beers. In the evening around the fire you put away most of a bottle of scotch, a useful quantity of god-knows-what that people handed you to try, and several packs of Russia's finest high tar ciggies.
Now, now it is Saturday morning. There are still two days left of the meet, but you feel like something out of Hammer Horror. You are sunburnt, dehydraded, hungover and generally should have been more careful.
The question is: What do you do about it?
You have spent all of Friday wandering around in the blazing summer heat chopping wood and milling about camp. You have never quite got as far as eating anything, but you have managed a 'couple' of beers. In the evening around the fire you put away most of a bottle of scotch, a useful quantity of god-knows-what that people handed you to try, and several packs of Russia's finest high tar ciggies.
Now, now it is Saturday morning. There are still two days left of the meet, but you feel like something out of Hammer Horror. You are sunburnt, dehydraded, hungover and generally should have been more careful.
The question is: What do you do about it?