23 April 2012


If you remember my C is for Camping post you’ll remember that I don’t camp. Not typically a big deal unless the power goes out worldwide or I’m on a road trip, driving up some empty road, and there isn’t a gas station for the next hour and I need to use a toilet really badly. I don’t camp, so I dont’ squat. And I certainly wouldn’t be making my first few attempts on flat, bald prairie land.

At an airport or bus station, it never fails that when you really have to go there’s a line up something like this:

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