Travel can make for an exciting experience. We learn so much about ourselves and the world, and the people we meet on our way. The moments, the incidents, the people…they all make for wonderful memories to cherish for a lifetime.
Memories good and bad and outright hilarious bring a moment from history right in front of our eyes and we enjoy reliving it wholeheartedly.
I have had my own travel experiences that I reminisce about on days when I wish I could just leave for some place, but can’t. Some really beautiful places we visited and stayed at; the picturesque surroundings we feasted our eyes on, the delicious food we relished in quaint eateries. It brings a smile to my lips and a longing for those times when hubby and had just begun our journey together.
One incident, though, that stands apart and leaves me amused each time I pass by a public washroom is one I experienced on my honeymoon, when we were travelling to a coastal region of Maharashtra – Shrivardhan – from a hill station – Mahabaleshwar.
Our bus had stopped by a village and the driver had given us a 15 minutes break to attend nature’s call, or have any refreshments. We had been travelling for quite some time so I needed to use the washroom.
It being a village, hubby warned me about the dearth of clean washrooms. Either I had to use what I could find, or control myself for the next couple hours till we reached our destination.
I wondered aloud how a village could be deemed under-developed if it had a school built for its children! The smirk on hubby’s face notwithstanding, I disembarked the bus, and headed towards the school our bus had stopped by to investigate for myself.
After looking for a few minutes, I spotted a board that said, “Girls’ toilet”. Heaving a sigh of relief, I moved towards it, but was hit by the stench of urine and almost retched.
Sending up a quick prayer, I reached the doorway of the washroom only to find two little girls squatting on the floor, doing, what else? answering to nature’s call! Stunned and embarrassed, I didn’t know where to look. Shyly, I asked where the toilet was.
The girls giggled and replied, “This is the toilet! Come, join us!” and burst out guffawing!
I fled the spot, ran out of the school building and got back into the bus, much to my hubby’s amusement and my embarrassment.
I fail to remember how I controlled my bladder for the next couple hours, but, I do remember that incident each time we decide to travel by road.
It did teach me a lesson, though. Looking for the funnier side of life rather than despairing over the misery life can be at times.
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