It’s inevitable. If you go on a road trip (which I did), and the trip is long enough (which it was), you’re bound to get hungry every once in a while (or more frequently than that, if you are me). The result is plenty of time spent in restaurants.
Some people’s thinking follows a pattern: food served, photo taken, photo up on Facebook for the world to see what you ate for lunch today. It’s not that I’ve never done that, but it was never my thing. My thinking went in a different direction: into the toilet.
I became enthralled with the creativity that had gone into some of these restaurants’ bathroom doors and just had to capture it. It got so that I was trying to figure out how to monetize my love affair with these doors. A book, I thought. A book full of bathroom doors the world over – wouldn’t that make a great holiday gift. Or maybe an e-book for your Kindle, perfect reading material on the john.
While I sort out the details on this financial goldmine I’m sitting on, here’s a sample, starting off from Ireland …
Roisin Dubh Galway Taaffes Bar Galway
Let’s go to Ecuador next …
Republica Cuenca Restaurant name forgotten … … in Quito
A few from Canada …
Cabernets Parksville, British Columbia Renee’s Soup and Sandwich Ladysmith, British Columbia Unknown bar … … in Kelowna, British Columbia Someplace in … … Banff, Alberta
It looks like I was eating and drinking considerably more in the United States. In no particular order …
Somewhere in … Emigrant Gap, California 99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall Santa Cruz, California Cappy’s Copper Kettle
Common Man Portsmouth, New Hampshire Donut Connection Waldorf, Maryland Eggheads
Fort Bragg, California
Guero’s Taco Bar
Old Martin Courthouse
Williamston, North Carolina
Polcaris Stoneham, Massachusetts Port of Call
New Orleans, Louisiana
Las Vitas Lounge
Someplace in … … New Orleans, Louisiana Red Arrow Diner Manchester, New Hampshire South of the Border
Somewhere in … Stowe, Vermont The Museums at 18th & Vine Kansas City, Missouri Tutti Frutti Asheville, North Carolina Whale Watcher Cafe Big Sur, California
And that, mesdames et messieurs, bouys and gulls, is the end of the tour. Don’t let the door hit you on your way out.