To bring Sasha home we had to drive 2000+ miles to Georgia and back. Spending about 37 hours on the road, we saw many interesting things.
Typically when we have to take the kids into a public restroom, it’s just a typical bathroom.
But when you’re on the road, I guess people have a penchant for getting laid while travelling. Almost every bathroom (men and women) had condom machines… typically right above the urinal. Youngest was too short to really see, but no question that Oldest got an eyeful while he stood in the stall.
And then, there’s bathroom graffiti.
Oldest hasn’t said a word to me one way or the other, but I’m sure all sorts of questions (too embarrassing to ask Dad) are now rolling through his head. 🙂
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I always thought it would be interesting to put together a “Bathroom Graffiti Across America” coffee table book… I do not know about you, but I have stumbled across some real gems periodically (granted, the gem-to-dreck ratio is… tilted, but still). But, then, I always forget to take a camera with me when I hit the head – not exactly a standard accessory ;).
Next time you are out this way (and have the time to spare), you are going to have to stop by :).
THAT would be one hell of a book. Seriously, you should do it.
I’ll see about stopping in. I mean, I had some other folks saying “stop in” because I was driving through, but we just had to plow through it all due to the dog and schedules (e.g. I could only take so much time off work). Hopefully next time will be a LOT more leisurely, and we can see some folks!