Où sont les toilettes??

Can you believe it has taken me this long to blog on this particular subject.....

It all started in Frankfurt---we arrived after our nine hour journey, and after using the airplane toilet several times (with 4 boys, who never like to pee at the same time, it seemed like we really didn't need seats!), to need the toilet yet again!  After spending 20 minutes wandering in the direction of our gate, we finally saw the first sign for toilets.  Joshua was ready to vomit at this point (he really needed to use the toilet!), and Noah was walking around holding onto his "unit".   In we go, Todd with 3 boys into the mens, and Noah and I into the womans.  There are 5 stalls, all of which are being used, and 1 person in front.  Luckily, we only waited about 1 minute for a stall to open. 
Noah and I head in, do our business, and come out, in under 5 minutes.  The line for the toilets in now 50 deep......good thing we got there before the rush......We then went towards our gate, and chose a spot near the next set of washrooms we saw.  We used those at least 5 times in the 45 minutes we sat there.....

Upon arrival in France, again it was a struggle to find a washroom.  We finally did find one right near the luggage carousel.  There was a line of 10 or so, all female.  It was a single "bathroom", with 2 sinks in the outer area, and then 2 private stalls, 1 male, 1 female. Both stalls were being used by the females in line (made sense to me, although had the male stall been empty, I wouldn't have hesitated to throw the boys in there....).
As we were standing there, a man charged into the bathroom, past the entire line and was quite upset that the mens stall was being used. He slammed on the door, and stormed out. At this point, he couldn't have known if it was a male or female in there....
Anyways, we continued waiting, when a mother with a small girl (aged 3ish), came up to stand behind us.  You could tell the little girl had to go--now!!!  I signalled that she should go ahead of us (we weren't in that state of emergency yet!), and there were about 3 others in front of us at this point.  I could hear the mom explain to the group in front of me, what the situation was. The one lady that had been directly in front me, allowed her ahead as well.  That left 2 still.  As both stall doors opened, with the mom pleading her case, both ladies went into the stalls, and firmly shut the doors behind them.  There was now panic in the mom's eyes, and the little girl was starting to pee.  The mom swooped up the little girl, pulled down her pants, and had her pee in the sink!  Good for her!!!  She apologized profusely, but what can you do in a situation like that???

When we had just 1 in front of us, the "angry man" came back!!  He pushed past everyone, again, and choose to argue with the front lady, saying she should not use the men's stall, it was not for her.  Had he not been to angry, I may have pointed out that I had 4 "men" with me, and they should be entitled to use the toilet before him, since they had actually waited in line.....But the men stall opened, he pushed in before the lady in front, and that was that.....
We have become vigilant about making the boys use the toilette before we head out, and if we do happen to see a public one, we make them go!!!