Why would anyone want to have sex in an airplane bathroom? I can't even fathom. Dirty, cramped... It's like so many other fits of sexual fancy; they're much, much better in theory than in practice. Sex on the beach? Sand in the crotch. In other news, it's so crazy-busy that this is the only picture I've managed to snap even though I've been camped out in hotel rooms for days now. What day is it, even? I have no idea.