Saturday, January 12, 2013

Is There a Travel Agent for This?

As many of you know, I am a huge fan of potty humor.  And potties.  Yes, I realize I am like a fourth-grade boy trapped in a woman's body, but that's okay!  Author Dave Barry loves potty humor, and he won a Pulitzer!  So I am not ashamed.

Therefore, allow me to present an awesome article I found on msn.com: "Toilets of the World."

While some of these toilets creep me out, I desperately want to use most of them.

Toilet on the glass floor hanging 15 stories in the air!  Heck, yeah!

The guitar and soccer urinals almost make me wish I was a guy.  Almost.  Though I could have almost just as much fun with a squirt bottle.  And it might be uncomfortable for any men who come in to pee and find a girl sitting there with a squirt bottle playing soccer or the guitar for hours at a time.

"Not Drinking Water" had me cracking up.

I would give most anything to be there when the pop-up toilets come out of the ground in Europe.  Yes, next time I go to Europe, I will be the ridiculous American tourist taking video of the toilets arising each morning and laughing hysterically.  I apologize in advance.  This won't happen if America gets some for me to watch.  I wonder if Newburyport would be interested...*

I am also extremely thankful that I did not have the frozen toilet on my train trip.

Anyway, enjoy!

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*Speaking of being the embarrassing American tourist, years ago I visited friends in Taiwan.  In Taipei, I made an excellent discovery.  At intersections, instead of just the red hand and the walking white person to indicate when it was save to cross, they had something so much better.

The white person on the light actually walked, but then about seven seconds before it changed to the red hand, instead of blinking, he started to run!  It was one of the best things I have ever seen.  I made my poor friend, who actually lived there, wait patiently through about five light changes while I stood there watching the little man over and over.  I stood there with my mouth agape, or laughing, or pointing.  I'm sure my friend was completely embarrassed, but seriously, it was so great.

I think that is how I would feel about the European pop-up toilets.


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