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Unexpected Donuts


Friends,
I’m a fan of the unexpected. Granted, not all surprises are pleasant, however, many have the power to make you smile, chuckle or even laugh out loud.

Take the view from this restroom in a place called Baños (named after the thermal “baths” around it, but which could also be taken to mean “restrooms”). It’s number one on my list of bathroom views! By the way, the preview of this photo on Facebook just shows the jungle, so it's been an interesting experiment to see who clicks on the photo (folks who laugh at the photo) and those who just see the preview (likes and loves).

Speaking of restroom views, this sign was posted by a restaurant trying to minimize splatter. It reads “sir, please get closer to the urinal, it’s smaller than you think”.


Signs are the gift that keeps giving. There’s the bad translation on the exit sign from the devil’s cauldron, one of the most spectacular waterfalls I’ve seen (although I couldn’t begin to guess it’s output in cubic feet per second)

Then there’s the sign for the “Hotel Palace” (somewhat legible on this photo I took of the Baños cemetery). I’ve heard you can checkout any time you like but you may never leave.



I do plan to share some more serious photos of my trip with you. Meanwhile, feel free to grab a donut and share any surprising sights that have caught your fancy.
Happy Friday!


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