
That is amazing! What a cool bit of luck. Nice welcome back to the states, huh?!
I remember your hoop bathroom story - that is HI-larious! Wish I could have been there to see it

And it reminds me of a good bathroom story of my own (well, my mom's to be exact):
We were down at the lake last summer (yes, the one I'm doing the mini-TR about), and a group of us ladies had driven in to Branson to do some shopping. While the rest of us were in one store, my mom traipsed across the parking lot to the
Walmart as she needed to pick up something over there.
While she was there, she decided to avail herself of the facilities. The store was set up just like her Walmart at home, with the restrooms at the front of the store. There was an entry, and then you could go to the left or the right as the restroom was set up like a large U. Think airport restrooms, with two entrance/exits.
At least that's how she thought it was set up. That's how her Walmart at home was set up. This one, apparently, was women's on the right, men's on the left. Unfortunately, she didn't notice this until she was actually IN the stall. She was too busy admiring the granite countertops (pretty unusual for a Walmart!) to notice the urinals on her way in.
It wasn't until she saw a pair of men's shoes enter the stall next to her that she realized one of them was in the wrong place. After finishing her business, she opened her stall door a crack. Just enough to glimpse a man standing at the urinal right in front of her.
After about five minutes of trying to time her exit when there was either no one in the room or they were all in stalls, she gave up and just ran out quickly, head down.
When she finally caught up with us, she was laughing so hard it took 10 minutes for her to spit out the story. I think I laughed so hard I peed my pants a little.