When I think about traveling, I often think about toilets. I know it’s a bit strange, but I have done a lot of traveling and seen a lot of restrooms, public and private.
Sometimes, when I use a public restroom at a local theater, a line or two of stalls will remind me of being on the road.
I must admit it feels a little strange to think that even on the toilet God sees me and hears me.
Or I am at a friend’s house and she did something similar in her bathroom design to what I saw in another house a thousand miles away. I picture the distance between the two rooms—and think about traveling.
I know it is an odd connection, but do you ever think about how many different bathrooms we use during our lives? In airports; subway stations; on trains; in hotels and stranger’s homes? [Read more…]