The one thing that is definitely different about New York and New Orleans are the restrooms. I've been living here for a couple of weeks now and I feel like I'm getting close to more unisex experiences every day than I did back in the south. I do believe that both genders should be treated equally, but I'm starting to think the restrooms should be an exception.
I was walking down Wall Street after a two hour walk. My legs have been getting back in shape since I moved here. I walked into a Starbucks with the restroom on my mind. I walked into a fully functioning Starbucks, but there was no restroom built inside of it. At that moment, I was freaking out. My blatter felt like acid trying to break free of this shell called my penis, and I wasn't letting it because I didn't want my pants to get wet. I probably was provoking it since the only thing I bought from Starbucks was that sparkling juice.
I left Starbucks within minutes of walking in and tried to find a different one, so that I could use their restroom. When I finally walked inside a different Starbucks, I found myself looking at ten people together in one line, waiting their turn. A quick glimpse made me realize that it was a unisex restroom, which visually looked like a small excuse for a cubicle with a toilet inside of it.
I couldn't wait for those ten people. So I left Starbucks again and found myself walking while looking for a restroom in desperation. There was no Starbucks in site. I got scared and decided to go to the one place that I felt was best to go to. McDonald's.
I ran into the restroom and I found myself walking into the Dominican Republic. It was way too crowded. Three in one line and two in another. It was moving like a mini factory inside this one restroom. But eventually, the spot was opened and I let loose on the toilet.
As I'm walking, I'm still shocked by the fact that the restrooms. Some places either have a unisex one or don't have one. If you're looking for opposite sex restrooms, good luck with that. Or if you are looking for a large restroom, go to the ones in a hotel. You won't find them in small joints. It'll be hard to find. I guess it's another realization about New York that I need to adapt to.