With all that, I could ramble on about all the different events that transpired, and the hilarity that ensued, but instead, I'm going to rant about the Geometically Perfect Starbucks Men's Room in Bumfuck Pennsylvania.
As I sat there, taking a short respite from our journey to lighten my load, so to speak, I glanced around, having some time for contemplation. After a moment, it dawned on me that the proportions of the bathroom were familiar- at a guess, I'm fairly certain that it was a golden rectangle. I didn't exactly run through it with a tape measure, but just eyeballing it, it was at least close enough for belivablility. But that wasn't the weird part of it. At the base of the wall, there were those rim tiles, and the grout lines of those rim tiles lined up perfectly with the tiles on the floor- but the floor tiles were at a diagonal to the wall tiles, which means the proportions between those tiles had to be a function of the angle that the floor tiles were offset, which looked to be a pretty clear 30 degrees.
My mind was blown by the bathroom, the way everything lined up couldn't have been a coincidence, someone had to do that intentionally- grout lines don't line up neatly when the tiles are different sizes unless you put some thought into it. I really want to go back there with a tape measure and a protractor to confirm my findings.
