Probably a bit late to the shit story party, but meh
When I went to Morocco, I got a bit too adventurous with the menu, and something called 'trou berber' had me shitting like a hose for the last half of the holiday. I ended up in some grotty public toilet in a market square, squatting over a hole in the ground, bracing myself against the walls with my shorts and boxers in my hands whilst trying to keep my naked, flip-flopped feet away from the pissy floor and trying not to gag on the taste of other peoples' shit which was rising back up through the hole. Truly an ordeal.
Probably a bit late to the shit story party, but meh
When I went to Morocco, I got a bit too adventurous with the menu, and something called 'trou berber' had me shitting like a hose for the last half of the holiday. I ended up in some grotty public toilet in a market square, squatting over a hole in the ground, bracing myself against the walls with my shorts and boxers in my hands whilst trying to keep my naked, flip-flopped feet away from the pissy floor and trying not to gag on the taste of other peoples' shit which was rising back up through the hole. Truly an ordeal.