One thing I forgot to mention about my field trip to Pike Place Market (happy MP?) was that I stopped at the bathroom before I left. Now that in itself is not that exciting, and probably more info than you needed. The pertinent part of this is the fact that the stall doors in the PPM bathrooms are ridiculously tiny. At my average 5'7" (and Michelle will dispute that and say the average woman is 5'4") height I could easily see over and into any stall if I so chose because the doors were so tiny. I think the top of the door came up to about my breast height. Now I realize these are public bathrooms in a not so fabu area, (Above the enterance to each it says in very strong words WOMEN ONLY and MEN ONLY) and I guess the staff has to have a way to ensure we aren't doing anything in there we shouldn't be, but seriously... it was a bit too much. The only thing slightly more traumatizing to my sense of public bathroom privacy was the day I was in the women's bathroom at the now defunct Cap Hill gay bar Blu and Mark "Mom" came in in full drag and was standing in the next stall and thanks to his drag queen heels he could totally see over if he felt so inclined. Luckily he didn't.