Boy oh boy! I don't even know how to tell this story. Forgive me for any graphic details but unless I give them, you won't understand the story and reason for the picture. On May 16, we headed down to Itaewon to do some shopping. while we ere in the Croc store, Dalton told me he had to go to the bathroom. I asked the store clerk for a restroom and he took us to this run down shop a few doors down. Dave and Trenton were down the way and didn't know where we had gone, I didn't have my cell so I was standing in the hall waiting for Dalton, and watching for Dave too. Dalton came out and said, "Mom, I tee-teed but I really need to find a potty that I can poop in. That potty was too low." I assumed that it was a urinal in the men's bathroom so we waited for the females room to open and same thing. Dalton is telling me he REALLY has to poop. So I quickly talk about squatting, not touching the wet, nasty floor, I rolled up his pants and send him back in. Bless his heart. He REALLY needed to go. I had to take a picture because this was our first, and hopefully our last encounter with a traditional Korean toilet.
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