All of the above, after having consumed a venti Frappuccino about a hundred miles before...with no toilet paper and nothing but wide-open farmland in sight.
After the kindly AAA man came to my rescue, I turned back a few miles to Delano to get a new tire. But my first stop was the Chevron station on County Line Road. One corner of the bathroom:
And the other corner of the bathroom:
Meanwhile, as I spent my weekend with automotive complications, oppressive temperatures, and the stomach flu -- don't ask -- my dog was having the time of his life.
2 comments:
Nice bathroom. Was there a uniformed attendant passing out mints and offering perfume spritzes?
That tyre looks like it exploded! I once had a bicycle tyre do that and it sounded like a gun shot. I can't imagine what it must have been like for you. Thank goodness you made it off the road safely.
But what a bathroom! And at a gas station!
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