Toilet Confusion

On the way through Algeria on a bus, we made a customary stop for people to answer the call of nature, buy supplies (ie. water, chocolate filled cookies, pink puff-ball keychains), and smoke. Guys have it fairly easy at such stops with the routine call of nature. We can step around a corner, go behind a tree, or even just simply face away from people and go. There's no dropping trou, squatting, or other publically embarrassing requirements. Consequently the ladies are often provided with a toilet facility to use. Now let me say up front that what I'm about to say comes second hand from a female I am traveling with, since I'm safe far away behind a tree.  At our last stop, my friend returns and tells me the women's toilet was so disgusting that the ladies were confused as to where to go. Three stalls so vile that they are milling around saying there is no toilet. Of course most things are a matter of perspective. Clearly these ladies have never visited a public toilet in Niger. We were just there a week ago engaged in some cross country travel. Not only could my friend FIND a toilet, she could tell which one was better than the others.  Of course for me, thankfully, a tree is still just a tree.