When you gotta go……
Blog Poem: By Chris Hughes
Visitors we are,
Travelling on bike, foot and car.
Map in hand,
Zig zagging across the land.
While in transit we like to drink,
Not planning ahead – we just don’t think.
We order large double doubles,
58 minutes later, we’re in trouble.
Drinking water from a stainless steel bottle,
Hurry up you’d better not doddle.
It’s easy peasy if you are a guy,
If kids must wait they begin to cry.
Women panic until one is found,
Only to find it filthy and can’t sit down.
It’s a natural fact of our travelling life,
Why on earth does it cause such strife?
We can put a man or two on the moon,
But try to find a clean washroom and you are doomed.
Clean washrooms make people stop,
They’ll buy lots of stuff – the cash they drop.
Business owners, travel and you will see,
What we all go through when we have to go pee.