That's not a convenient coke dispenser...

Bathrooms are gross, murky, dirty, rank, foul, grubby, and nasty place, and usually the ultimate source of praise to travelers. These rooms, be they the outside boxes that are so strategically placed along ridiculously long roads leading to far off places that turn out to not be as fun as the places that you just left, or the corner of the house that you live in devoted to being off limits for a half hour after each use, or the hard to find rooms that are located down long dead end halls in large buildings, they always seem to satisfy your longing for them to have their own personal maid in the corner.

Well with the dirt, and grim left on the floor, there is something that can make a bathroom one of the coolest places that you could visit in a day, and don't ask Idaho Senator what that is, they won't tell you the truth. I'm talking about powdered soap.

Jitters run up and down my spine when I walk into a bathroom and see that old box with a little metal nob underneath. A quick glance at the floor and I let out a little squeak of joy, there it is, the powder on the floor, and no, that is a stash of cocaine there for your convenience to take into a stall, it is soap, and would not be very pleasant in the nasal cavities. Apart from the amazing cleaning ability that powdered soap offers the hands, it is fun to hit that little knob and let a little pile of dry soap coat your whole hand, then rub the dry grittiness into all the crevasses and rinse it all off... oh the satisfaction of it... Every time that I have to go into a bathroom, I wonder if it is going to be the one...

If you ever find one out there, something to remember, don't snort...