Bathrooms are always good for a laugh

At least I hope they are, because they're all I have. Today has not been a good day, so I don't actually have any funny stories to offer. Sorry about that. But I've also noticed that if I don't at least post something, then my ratings (or, you know, "visits" for those people who don't think their blog is a television show) go down.

So, anyway, here you have it. One of my classes is in a building (well, actually, all of them are) and during a break I went downstairs to use the facilities. (Note: In UK buildings there will not be bathrooms on every floor. And don't even think about looking for a drinking fountain, cuz it just ain't gonna happen.)

I walked into the bathroom and found a leftover from the Industrial Age:



This pictures don't actually do the place justice, because you can't see how old and rusty and slimy and dank everything was. But trust me, it was gross.



Also I swiped one of the little "sanitary use" bags that they kept wedged behind a pipe in each stall. I was going to take a picture of it to show you, only I haven't gotten around to it yet. But there's this black and white etching of what appears to be an 18th-century sheperdess on the front. Because sheperdesses were notorious for not knowing how to properly dispose of their woman products, I guess. You learn something new every day.