No, don't reckon I do. <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/scared.gif" alt="" /> I want to remain as blissfully ignorant as possible when it comes to that. <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/lol.gif" alt="" />

I've seen some mean ass crappers in Mexican border towns. Even the one that had been cleaned within the two or three preceeding days just reeked. You know it's bad when the odor is irreversibly impregnated into the ceramic tile & grout. <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/scared.gif" alt="" /> In some of those places it wouldn't have to be sparkling clean for me to pay a quarter. It would be worth that much for a marginal upgrade from Border Town Class up to, say, Grand Central Station Class. <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/scared.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/butwiggle.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/lol.gif" alt="" />

>>>*I was on the way home out highway 30. For the folks that aren't from around here, that very fast highway follows the Columbia river downstream to the coast. We lived about 35 miles out.

There was an accident, traffic stopped. It was bad, life flight and cops, the works. I couldn't go forward, couldn't go back, sat there from 4 PM until 9:30, missed my bowling night even.

I had my thermous, it was half full so I sat there and drank my coffee. Then it hit me, finally I realized I was NOT going to make it. I looked around, I was surrounded by mostly women drivers.


Yep. I pi**ed in the thermous.

When I got home around 10 PM, I boiled some water and rinsed that thermous out about 10 times.

Still use it, too.....*LOL**.

Yep, I have seen times when I would pay to use a facility.....*EB

It wasn't long ago that most of the Ohio rest stops along the way to Kings Island we all kybo's. Probably 20 years or so.

Done that before, only I used an empty jug I had in my pickup.

I was on I-25 betwixt Denver and Colorado Springs one night about 5 years ago, heading home from work. Was winter and the roads were particularly icy. My normal hour-long commute turned into a 5-hour crawl. I started feeling the pressure fairly early-on. Trouble was, I couldn't pull over and say "to heck with decency...I'm just going." The shoulders of the highway were covered with snow and ice and I was driving my 2WD pickup (I'd be able to pull over, but I wouldn't be able to get moving again). I had to time it just right, because although traffic was crawling, it was still unpredictably moving in small spurts (NPI <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/lol.gif" alt="" />). Anyway, I managed to take care of business and not make a mess (how, I don't know).

By the time I was done, I think that was one of the the most relieving...er...events I'd experienced.

Oh...and I didn't rinse out the jug for re-use. It was promptly disposed once I got home. <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/lol.gif" alt="" />