So, as I told you in yesterday’s post, we spent the day at the windmill place. After we had done with the sightseeing part of the trip, we went to a pancake restaurant (the Dutch are very big on pancakes) for some refreshment. After a lovely apple and cinnamon sugar pancake, I decided to visit the ladies’ before heading back to the train.
I walked in the direction I was told and came to a door with a sign prominently displayed that said “Our restrooms are for our customers only,” Of course, I walked right in . . . and almost stumbled over a row of urinals. Hmmmm, thinks I. Hmmmm, indeed. Well, not wanting to be provincial and thinking that this must be some unisex toilet, I walked to the one cubical in the room and tried the door. It was locked. Thank god.
I then rethought my lack of reaction to the urinals and decided I should go back out and look more closely at the door. Sure enough, there was an outline of a little man. Oops! All I can say is that the locked cubical probably saved me some embarrassment. If it hadn’t been locked, I would have used it and probably would have encountered a line of urinating men when I exited.
Don’t use the blow dry function until after you have flushed. Enough said?