Okay.
If you're Russian when you go into the bathroom and you're Finnish when you come out, what are you in between?
Eur-a-pean!
I'm an effing treasure.
Because "One Night in Krung Thep Maha Nakhon" is hard to fit into a rhythm.
https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/world...nge/ar-AATYybj
On my initial foray into Russian toilet conditions upon my arrival in Moscow, I was able to confirm the rumor that they don't bother stocking toilet paper because people only steal the rolls, so I had several sections of a newspaper torn up on the floor to "assist" me. Nice touch, literally.