The sun has gone down by the time Tempura arrive at their campsite (great job navigating, Douche), so they're very happy to see a shelter waiting for them and very impressed with Sierra's building skills. She tells the tribe that she probably would have voted for herself, too, but now that the tribe knows she was sick and not weak, she hopes that'll change their minds. Guess not, since Douche immediately interviews that Sierra is really nice and worked hard and everything, but they voted her out as a tribe and bonded together against her, so that's the way he thinks it'll stay, since the strong must survive. Yeah, Sierra just built an entire shelter with a 102 degree fever. That's pretty strong. But since she isn't a big, strong man with gym muscles, I guess it doesn't matter.
The next morning, Jalapeño gets to work on their new shelter. All except for Sandy, who's sitting around not helping at all. Carolina thinks she's helping by suggesting that they try to make chairs out of their shelter supplies. "Do you think that's gonna be worth it?" Blonde asks. Carolina then suggests that they get the shelter built as soon as possible so they can relax. JT just laughs, because duh. And because he's the one building the shelter this whole time while Carolina relaxes. Carolina interviews that she's very vocal about her opinions and hopes her tribe understands how important shelter is. Idiot. Of course they do! You're the one who wants a chair!
Meanwhile, Sandy announces her intention to take a dump and walks off. She tells us that she cleverly bought herself a few minutes to look for the idol. And isolate herself from her tribe again. But anyway, this time on the beach she finds the stick that was mentioned in the clue. She's not completely stupid to have overlooked it yesterday, since I saw her digging next to a different stick that they must have put there to make things more difficult. Sure enough, she tearfully digs up another clue telling her to walk ten paces towards "the lone palm tree" and then dig. Sounds simple enough to me, but not so fast - "I wonder what a pace is?" Sandy says. Uh oh.
Back at camp, the Jalapeños notice that Sandy's been gone a while now. They don't seem to mind too much, although one guy notes that she's being antisocial. Hear that hammering sound, Sandy? It's the nails in your coffin.