Monday, March 19, 2007

Give Me Your Full, Your Needy to Go

Being back at the Bo' after half a year abroad, I now have far less opportunities to encounter new toilets. It's one of those things I miss about living abroad, along with never having much homework, and sharing Haribo's Tanfastic gummies with small groupers. Last week, however, stepping out of my New England bubble, I had some new encounters. Without further ado, I present to you- Variations in the Domestic Toilet Scene.



Not an especially impressive bathroom, I know. But it has a stately feel for it, with the dark wooden doors and marble floors and walls. All very fitting for a Senate building.



The colorful yet off-color bathroom at Bucca di Beppo, an amazing Italian eatery chain. The picture of a photographer with a camera pointed directly at the toilet user was slightly off putting and very clever on the restaurant's part.


Somebody seriously messed up while installing this toilet or redoing this room. It is completely slanted, so that there is a triangular space between the toilet and the wall. This was at So Others Might Eat, in D.C.

The rest stops in New Jersey were amazingly clean and efficient. I especially appreciated how the faucet, soap, paper towels, and trash were all within inches of each other. Unfortunately, these are not pictures of the New Jersey rest area toilets, but the ones below are from Connecticut and Maine.



This is an extra protective toilet, whose handicap railings give the bathroom an armored feel, a sort of room-within-a-room. The picture doesn't show this, but the flush handled is installed wrong and pushes down the other way. People have got to pay more attention installing their toilets.


This is from a door in Kennebunk. You don't really see much graffiti in reststop areas, and when you do, they're usually dirty and/or mean and not declarations of love. Now that I think about it, maybe something dirty did go down there and I don't want to know anymore. I did, however, like the possible shoutout to Gak's brother. Or some other great one. Who carries sharpies with them to the toilet anyway? And you thought having a camera handy was weird.

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