After a 13 hour ride, i finally reached my destination in Italy. A nice and quite camping. So i literally jumped out of my car and rushed to the toilet. When i openend the door i saw this. There was no ceramic pot. Just a hole in the floor. How can I put my feet at your door if i can’t even take a peaceful seat?
After 4 days of travelling we arrived in Lissabon where we found this local bar with very nice food. Between dishes I had to have a break, the toilet turned out to be the darkest room in the whole building, i could barely see my own feet.
After we started heading south from Porto along the coast towards Lissabon, we stopped in Aveiro, where the food was so bad, that it didn’t take long before i had to make a run for it. And the restaurants toilet was broken. Luckily this bar next to it had one, so i could still do what had to be done.
During my recent vacation in Portugal, starting in Porto i was in a bar with this somewhat damaged door, so keeping my feet up against it had a second function: preventing from someone else joining my private time ;)
I always enjoy my private time to the best when i can see myself. This evening, i had a great diner with my girlfriend in a nice restaurant. Right after desert i went to the mensroom. And to my surprise, i saw myself in the door. This was by far the best seat in weeks!
‘In the middle of the heat I really had to run’. We had a BBQ in the woods and after 7 chicken sate, 2 hamburgers and a giant bacon with garlic sauce, my stomach was full. But there still was plenty of meat so I had to make room. I wasn’t the only one. There was a row by the mensroom, so I went into the forest and spend some quality time there.
Just 38 minutes before my plane took off, i went for a quickie. As soon as i streched my legs to push ‘the bastard’ out, i noticed that my nail polish matched the toiletdoor color at schiphol airport. Nice, isn’t it? From now on i will try to match my toenails always with the door. Happy holidays!
Yesterday, while dancing in the bar, i really felt the need to go to the toilet. But when i entered the mensroom i saw this way to small shit-house. My knees reached the door but luckely i managed to make a picture for this great website!
While rushing to the gate for the plane to Porto, Portugal, my stomach was playing games with me. The best seat i could find was this one with special handlebars. Those came in handy for reaching the door of this spacious photocabin :)
On my way back from Canada to Holland, during a plane transfer, i had to run like hell. But the running made the sitting afterwards even better. Shame it was totally impossible to ever reach this door ;(
Yesterday I visited a friend and I just ate too much Shoarma. So when i came in on work today i had to take a dump. It was so much i had to apply tons of mass. After a while my vision got blurry. But Fish gets the job done !
While i was working outside, i felt a sudden, serious urge to spend some alone time in my favorite room. While i couldn’t reach the door, this small sink was a perfect object to get some serious pushing goin’ on. Cheers
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