

Budapest, Hungary
Thought the day may go badly when it began with an incident in the toilet in Stalag 11 (our campsite) in Bratislava. I went to pull the door closed and the handle and all the other door handle bits fell off. Now I was locked in the toilet. I shouted for my wife to help but, as per normal, she was too busy putting on her make up to hear my cries for help. Fortunately, I was able to reach under the toilet door and grab the spindle thing and escape to freedom.
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