We used to go camping a lot when I was a kid in the 1980’s. Most places had bathrooms, electricity,
etc. Well for some reason my dad and
grandfather had purchased 2 acres on a lake in the upper peninsula of Michigan. Of course there was no running water or electricity
on the land. There wasn’t even any type
of structures either. We go and we are
like where are we going to the bathroom because the pop-up camper doesn’t have
a bathroom. My dad and uncle are like don’t
worry about it we’ll figure it out. Their
idea of creating a toilet was taking a lawn chair and putting a garbage bag in
the hole. There were certain rules that went
this makeshift potty. If it was full
you had to change the bag and if you went #2 you changed it. So it’s time to leave and we have to take all
of our stuff with us including the bags.
The adults knew a place to take the bags of stuff. So my Aunt sits on top of the camper holding
the bag next to her and it leaks on her.
Now mind you we haven’t showered in 4-5 days and this just made it worse
for her. No one wanted to ride in the
care with her at all and my cousins and I typically switched cars during the
long drives. Well they were begging to
come with us and of course we didn’t want to ride in their car. Needless to say my cousins had to stay in
their own car the entire ride home. To
this day we still laugh about the leaking bag.
I will say that using the lawn chair bathroom was way
cleaner than any outhouse I have been in.
Not as private but most of my family had seen my butt when they changed
my diaper when I was a baby.
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