One morning I walked to the beach and saw a big mud party.  Rainbow spa!  Everyone was covered head to toe with cleansing mud.  It looked like a lot of fun and I hoped to join so I stripped down to my bathing suit (being in a Muslim area there was a lot of naked/ clothed conflicts, out of respect for the community we agreed not to be naked.) I walked up asking if there was any mud left.  Then I heard “FIRST TIME MUD” and five people started smearing me with mud.  I guess so.
Now the idea is you let the mud dry and it absorbs the oil dirt and whatever gunk is on your skin.  I had so much fun letting the mud dry was an issue.  First time I was covered, a food supply boat came in and we needed to carry it all to the kitchen.  After helping I washed of the bits of mud left and started over.  This time my hair was covered.  At first I tried to avoid mud caked hair, but I gave in.  Then there were the mud hugs which turned into mud contact improve dancing (initiated by yours truly).  That ended in sandy partial mud cover.  Again I started over and this time I let it dry.  When I washed it off I could feel the cleanse  both on my skin and in my hair.  It had been days since I washed my hair and it was quite greasy.  The mud really did wash my hair.  After washing in the sea I went to the fresh water showers.  What a great set up.