Friday, May 7, 2010


On our first visit to Europe I briefly had trouble with understanding what passes for a urinal in bars and restaurants.  Most of the time, one is presented with a mere wall and simple trough.  Really.  I might have pissed in pampering porcelain in perpetuity if we hadn't traveled outside of the United States and Canada.  Watch another uniformed American.......... (Hat tip: SLOG)

In that old-convent-now-restaurant in Guadalajara, we finally settled on that fountain set in the niche ......