While attending my cooking class at City Square, I was feeling a bit nostalgic, on any given day throughout the entire time I went to school, possibly the best thing that might happen to me in the course of a day might be taking a bathroom break.  So about a quarter way through the class I quietly left the room and walked through the food court and into the washroom.

Now I spend a fair amount of time on the road in my day job, and due to this I’ve got a mental rolodex of places to relieve myself : Community centers, gas stations, hotels, Starbucks, and malls.  There are alot more, but these are usually explanation free, I don’t have to talk to the hostess, I don’t have to convert to their religion….churches…bad idea.  Quality wise, I’d say gas station at one end, downtown hotels on the other, food courts are usually pretty bad.  So when I walked into the one at City Square, I was blown away.

‘Cactus Club…paging Cactus Club….please pick up your washroom…you’ve left it in City Square…’

Check it out!

note: I don’t recommend or endorse taking photos in public washrooms….but I just had to share this one with you.  And that is all I will share with you…..