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My worst one was on the isle of Crete when I was backpacking. I refused to go in the shit-spattered hole in the ground that passed for public toilet in the town. I went out to the public beach, tried to get back in the scrub and dig a hole to shit in some semblance of sanitary, natural conditions. I must not have shit for like 3 days, because I completely filled up the hole. I look up from what I thought was my place of privacy, and there's basically an overlook full of people watching me take the shit of my life.
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In this world of sin and sorrow there is always something to be thankful for; as for me, I rejoice that I am not a Republican.
- H. L. Mencken
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