The memories of the 3rd grade joke (“How do you spell ‘I cup’?”) came flooding back when my kids and I were at the airport in Santa Marta, Colombia.  The restroom line was long and there were no families waiting to use the family restroom, so my youngest pointed out that we are a family and therefore eligible under the family restroom rules.

Once inside we realized that not only was the toilet the tiniest I have ever seen, the frosted area on the glass only went up to around 60 inches above the floor.  And…there was also no way to lock the door without a key.  Oh well, off to the back of the line!  But at least I got some Wordless Wednesday photos!  😀

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