From Salt Lake City to Park Valley

Abravenal Hall, Salt Lake City: ***** (5 out of 5)

I came here to hear my brothers sing in the Utah Sate Honor Choir program.  The bathroom was huge.  A mirror lined the entire wall creating an illusion that the room was more spacious than it actually was.  At least 30 individual stalls line the room with beautiful porcelin toilets and golden handles, locks and water taps.  I half expected a bathroom attendant to give me a towel and a mint on my way out.  Very impressive. 

Chuckarama, Salt Lake City. ****

The door to my stall wouldn't lock.  I was forced to use my foot to keep the door pulled shut as I did my business.  A couple of old ladies were in the bathroom and one seemed very impressed with the size of the handicapped stall.  The joked about putting in a bed and perhaps holding a dance in the small room.  My calf cramped up from keeping the stall door pulled shut and I washed my hands and limped out.

Kents Market Place, Tremonton **

We were over an hour from our Park Valley destination and stopped at the grocery store to pick up some food for the next day.  I figure I better go.  Emily and I wandered over to the corner of the store and found part storage closets/ part restrooms.  After a short squabble about who would go where I took the mens bathroom.  I could see the pipes connecting the sink to it's water supply beyond the wall.  The urinal was used as a makeshift shelf to house cleaning supplies.  There was a plastic container of generic liquid soap and a roll of nearly empty paper towels because some grocerly store worker was too lazy to refill the dispensers.  Maybe the womens' bathroom was cleaner..