The Netherlands – one of the smaller European countries…so small, its name has to be written into the sea.
It’s a daunting task to pee in Holland. First, you are assaulted by glares if you walk past the bathroom attendant nazi without a carefully counted coin parade onto her little white plate…which grants you permission to use the toilet. Some places (along the road trips routes) even have automated pee toll arches, that you must feed coins to so you can pee. Trust me, this is nasty if you REALLY have to go and your boyfriend gets to just pee anywhere and he doesn’t have to go through the suffering responsibility of feeding the pee robot: Trying to count out coins (that I wasn’t used to yet, so I had to peer at each coin and recognize a 2, 1, 50, 20, 10…before inserting into the pee monster’s mouth) while you’re crossing your legs to pee is not a pretty sight. Especially if there are people behind you. *sigh*