So Easter is over. Yesterday SB and I decided that we wanted to go to for a bit of a hike. Cunningham's Gap is divided in half by a road. On one side is Mount Mitchell, which we hiked last year during the Queen's Birthday break, so this year we decided to do some of the walks on the other side of the road. We took the hour and a half long drive down from Brisbane and when we got there SB and I needed to use the bathroom. The bathrooms at Cunningham's Gap are your typical nature reserve bathrooms. They are tiny, built from wood and are really close to each other. Any excrement goes right into a waste tank under the toilets. I think this is then carted away at some stage. So I went to the men's bathroom and SB went to the ladies room. They are diagonally situated next to each other, probably so that all the waste can just flow right into the tank tank below. I finished first and stepped out to wash my hands when I heard a scream from the ladies room. Thinking that SB probably saw a spider or some creepy crawly I asked her what was wrong, and she ran out of the bathroom. "I saw a man in the toilet" she said.

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