Cyclo-café
September, 2014

 

The only downer was the last stop at a public toilet. The lady using it before me came out saying the flushing system doesn't work. Having patronized many a more nauseatingly disgusting bathroom during travels, I said what-the-heck and went in. That's when the flusher decided to work. I was locked in when the bowl folded upward to the wall to empty contents into its proper sewage container. Then the floor wash step kicked in. Screaming at the top of my lungs, I was standing in about three inches of water before it all drained away as quickly as it squirted out, and the door opened again. Everybody except me thought it was hilariously funny.

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