fault because after visiting a restroom that had baby changing facilities -
brand-name Sturdy Table - I informed her that someone had very humorously
scratched out the S and the Y. Emma took up this cause and stuck wet toilet
roll over at least the 'S' in every restroom she could - but only when people
were not looking.
Very few public toilets actually included anything other than the basics - and
on some occasions not even that - so added facilities such as baby changing
tables were few and far between. The toilets in Death Valley did incorporate
'lady tables' however. So named by us because they were only in the ladies
cubicles, these were small stainless steel spring loaded tables that were
folded against one of the cubicle walls. The function that they served
fortunately eluded us, though it did result in a long conservation. Suggestions
included: a resting place for handbags...or a bottle of water given the valley's
summer climate; and somewhere to put coffee cups while talking to 'gal pals'
...women rarely go to the bathroom alone after all – certainly not in Texan
petrol stations it seems.
In Las Vegas we also had a phone next to the toilet in our hotel
room...who would you call? Housekeeping? 'Yes, I've just noticed the toilet roll
has run out. Would you be a dear and pop up with some? The door is open'
The type of restroom that we first encountered in the Redwoods was the most
dramatic contrast to our bathroom in Vegas, where a fleet of staff was at the
end of a line to assist with any issues arising while you 'made your toilet'.
Restroom is probably a misleading name in fact; more appropriate would be