Haiku reviews of public bathrooms: Paris McDonalds

Welcome to series in which I review public bathrooms in haiku form. In this entry I visit a McDonalds in Paris. It should probably come with some sort of reader discretionary warning. Or, if you'd prefer to use more modern vernacular, "tmi, girlfriend". Paris train station: If you want friendly faces Not the place to…

Haiku reviews of public bathrooms: Great India

Welcome to a series in which I review public bathrooms in haiku form. Previous editions: Fork & Brewer |  Courtenay Place public toilets | Fringe Bar The service here's great With waiters in crisp white shirts All "yes ma’am", "no sir". Taking our orders Our waiter murmurs questions Voice low and soothing. His words float gently It’s…