Man...seemed like we passed 5 or 6 porta-potties (either WAAAAY out in the field or on private property) before we found the 'tipsy' one! Just for the record...it was on a little trailer, and the trailer tipped. So it's not like I dumped the thing!
What Darcy didn't say was that the next one we found (sparkling clean!) came with a Doberman who looked like he took his guard duty job seriously. So on we went until we got to this gas station/drive-thru coffee shop. Score!! And I walked around and it was LOCKED with a padlock! Then someone pointed me to one across the parking lot. SHEW!! I thought I was gonna pee my pants!![]()
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