I encountered this in Ukraine, often combined with those toilets in the floor and/or extremely rickety, extremely “well-loved” outhouses. Once, we stopped in what appeared to be a stranger’s yard and my hosts advised we were at the rest stop. I asked where the restroom was. They all started laughing. They are a hearty bunch.
I encountered this in Ukraine, often combined with those toilets in the floor and/or extremely rickety, extremely “well-loved” outhouses. Once, we stopped in what appeared to be a stranger’s yard and my hosts advised we were at the rest stop. I asked where the restroom was. They all started laughing. They are a hearty bunch.