I swear I don't have a weird thing for public bathrooms. Well, maybe I do. I often think of them and the germs. I also think it is strange the types of conversations overheard in public bathrooms.
Weirdness abounds in these places. For instance, I have never understood why girls would willingly go to the bathroom unless utilizing the facilities...and I AM a girl.
Also, I am often alarmed at the amount of comfort some people display in public restrooms. You know, those aren't magic doors. If you can still see feet, floor and 2 feet of wall, the outside world isn't shielded. As a matter of fact, whatever is going on in the stall is magnified, thanks to bathroom engineering.
But I digress. I know I have already written about a toilet once, but this one really wanted me to take a picture of it. Look at how tiny it is! If you can say "cute" and "toilet" in the same sentence, let it be applied to this picture.
A big thanks to Sasha's feet.
I guess I should also say for the record I have taken pictures of toilets in Germany and Mexico. Now that I have come to terms with the sickness, I will probably embrace it. Be on the look out for future pictures of Italian toilets.