Meh. Not so much.
The ride was great. We went a completely different direction than we normally do and got to see some sights we wouldn't have otherwise. Given that we're both
good practicing technically Catholic and it was Ash Wednesday, we did the right thing and stopped in a bar for a beer and some fish...both of which were great (that which the fresh air did not cure, the beer would).
As we were getting ready to leave, I stopped to do my womanly duty. I went to the ladies room to pee. This is what awaited:
|No curtain. No wall. No privacy.|
Seriously. Any ideas? I'll be here waiting, sniffling and red-nosed and generally looking uglier than a lard bucket full of armpits.
Kleenex and Group Pottiness, y'all,