Having a wee stop at the gates of Ngorongoro Crater game reserve, I belted into a loo and thought - gruuuuu bloody hell fire there's only the naffing stand up ones. Trying to squat, keep my aim straight, hold my khakis clear and have an eye out for spiders was a challenge to say the least. But as I came out to wash my paws with the strange smelling soap and the tiny trickle of water - reflected in the mirror was the toilet next door .
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