The wrong size pot.

 
Back off the road again.
I have returned to our Cohousing community.  There is one thing missing from all the places I recently visited while traveling hither and yon.  In hotels, restaurants, people’s houses and other toileting venues.
It is my highboy toilet.  Yes, a toilet fitted for old people.  All the places I visited including my brother’s house had lowboy squatty potties close to the ground.  Something like they do in Japan and other Asian countries. 
It’s most difficult to sit in a squashed position while doing an old man’s business .  Are you following me?
It’s easier to do what I have to do sitting upright like sitting in a chair at a table.  Plus it allows me to focus on how the toilet paper rolls outward instead of inward.  Outward is the correct way to position the toilet paper.
Whew!  It’s hard being octogenarian.  One has to always be on the lookout for other people’s Pho paws and poor judgement.  Pass the room spray please.