I was talking to a friend of mine who owns a campground.
She told me they had recently acquired ten portable restrooms to put around the campground.
They had some complaints about needing to walk a quarter of a mile to the restrooms. She thought that was part of the camping experience, but many people didn’t want to walk that far when they needed to go, or in the middle of the night. I laughed when she said about getting up in the middle of the night. If my husband had to walk a quarter of a mile, he would have found a tree to hide behind. She said her husband felt the same way, but women didn’t. With the ten portable restrooms, they had them conveniently located when it was maybe a hundred yards, max, from all campers. I asked why they called them portable restrooms, and not porta-potties? She laughed and said that most of the people who camp in this area were more refined. Porta-potties sounded like something for kids, and they wanted portable restrooms, and they were the same thing. She said they call them portable restrooms, but we call them porta-potties. I’m just glad we have them where my kids play soccer, and I don’t care what they call them. They can call them porta-potties, portable restrooms, or portable relief centers. Regardless of what they call them, they are used for the same purpose and they probably all look the same. It’s funny how she brought up portable restrooms. My husband came home from work that afternoon and asked if I had everything packed. He was taking our son on a camping trip, along with the rest of his boy scout troop.