The thing about chemical toilets is that they need to be emptied. There are several styles of carrying the cassette which contains the waste. There’s the “proud that it’s out” kind of a guy (it usually is a man). There’s nothing covert about this. It gets swung around and generally sloshed. Then you’ve got the bloke who looks a little bit ashamed about what his team have done. His motion is best described as a scuttle across the open spaces – like potential escapees from a camp aiming to distribute the soil from a tunnel down through the trouser legs. My favourite is the “Three Kings Style” where the cassette is held forward of the body on extended arms like a gift for the infant.
And don’t get me onto gloves…… Decided not to illustrate this post with a picture on grounds of taste.