by a traveller
The door to the bogs we found were locked and when we tried to force it a guard with his pistol in his hand told us to stop (or something).
“I once had an interesting experience in Agadir Airport. my flight had left without me on it and it was late at night. the place was closing down and lots of sleazy geezers were eyeballing me. Some English guys were hanging round so I shuffled up to them. Then I settled in for long wait for news from the absent airline staff. We drank some beers and nuts and someone had olives. In morning I woke up (cold n stiff) and went to look for a bog. No such luck. I was beginning to feel very rumbally and was fearing I’d shit my pants. (it was morocco) One of the English guys was also looking very anxious. The door to the bogs we found were locked and when we tried to force it a guard with his pistol in his hand told us to stop (or something). I went out to the carpark where the rentals were and exploded behind some cars. The English guy wasn’t so lucky. He just had to let it fly and had a very undignified time. The by very soon opened up the washroom. His mates didn’t help.
But i bet they got it later themselves. I gave up on trying to get a flight that day ( for a realistic price) and booked back into the beach club for 2 days. Flew out with a load of tourists.”