I do have to pull a spoiled north american act and complain briefly about toilets.
In the last week or so i've used toilets that didn't have seats, didn't have toilet paper (they never do.. don't even expect there to be any.. you always bring your own), didn't have soap, (you're lucky if they do) didn't have towels (almost never) didn't have hot water (even the one in my house doesn't), and sometimes didn't have running water at all. (get a bucket, bail water from the water barrel into the tank, then flush). oh, and as i've said before, the toilet paper, used, goes into a garbage can. not as disgusting as you might imagine, but sometimes pretty disgusting.
oh, and busses don't have toilets.
so i've also had to pee in the middle of the desert, where everything is flat and there are no bushes or trees to hide behind.
in the end you just walk really far and hide behind a large tuft of grass.
this is a functional toilet in a hostel we stayed at at laguna colorado:
the other stall was a little nicer, with amenities like a toilet seat.
that didn't help the fact that your feet stuck a little to the floor, though.
and this is the inside of the door to the stall:
and after touching that, you get to the sink, which has no running water, and no soap, and realize that if you're going to wash your hands it's going to be with your own bottled water and that if you didn't bring soap you're not getting any.
mmmmm.
i think i preferred peeing behind a tuft of grass.
oh, and i've also seen kids peeing on sidewalks, and, in potosi, a lady squatting over a drain in the gutter, carefully keeping her skirts off the ground. I was more impressed than anything else.
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