Toilet survey #29: Espanyol
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sarahxEspanyol 1 Deportivo 2
3 May 2006
Another work trip to Spain, another non-work trip to the footy. The match has already been described in more detail here, but suffice it to say Espanyol took the lead and ended up losing.
Barcelona have all the city's fans: despite the seats behind the goals being draped in huge advertising banners, the Espanyol supporters still rattled around the 1992 Olympic Stadium (spot that Olympic torch) – 16,000 in a stadium that can hold more than four times that. The running track meant the pitch seem a fair way away, but at least I wasn't sitting right up in the gods.
After the evilness that were the ladies' at Atletico, I ventured toilet-wards in some trepidation. I was greeted by a saloon-bar style pair of swing doors, which didn't bode entirely well, but at least this time there was some light behind them. If not a heavenly glow.
Through the swing doors and into the spotlight, and hiding behind were three cubicles. Yes, three whole cubicles. With lights and everything.
No loo seats, but that was a bit much to hope for, wasn't it? But there was loo roll, it was fairly clean, and not submerged under a mountain of cleaners' equipment like the loos at Atletico had been.
Score: 5.5/10. Not many cubicles, but hey, at least there was light.
3 May 2006
Another work trip to Spain, another non-work trip to the footy. The match has already been described in more detail here, but suffice it to say Espanyol took the lead and ended up losing.
Barcelona have all the city's fans: despite the seats behind the goals being draped in huge advertising banners, the Espanyol supporters still rattled around the 1992 Olympic Stadium (spot that Olympic torch) – 16,000 in a stadium that can hold more than four times that. The running track meant the pitch seem a fair way away, but at least I wasn't sitting right up in the gods.
After the evilness that were the ladies' at Atletico, I ventured toilet-wards in some trepidation. I was greeted by a saloon-bar style pair of swing doors, which didn't bode entirely well, but at least this time there was some light behind them. If not a heavenly glow.
Through the swing doors and into the spotlight, and hiding behind were three cubicles. Yes, three whole cubicles. With lights and everything.
No loo seats, but that was a bit much to hope for, wasn't it? But there was loo roll, it was fairly clean, and not submerged under a mountain of cleaners' equipment like the loos at Atletico had been.
Score: 5.5/10. Not many cubicles, but hey, at least there was light.
