I don't shop at WalMart when I'm home, but when traveling I'm almost as happy to see one as the Golden Arches. Let's face it - it's WalMart. We know what that means. You go in, grab your forgotten items and get out. The only strange thing that happened at this store was absolutely my own fault. I ended up in the men's room instead of the ladies room! (Turn left ladies!) Once in (and thankfully it was empty) I saw the urinals, but since I don't find myself in the wrong bathroom often - I thought they were handicapped sinks. I passed them and walked quickly to the stalls wondering why there were only three. "Three? How could that be? The lines must end up out the door!" I stopped dead in my tracks, looked back at the "sinks" (seeing what they really were) and made a bee-line outta there!! I still don't know if there were signs posted, (I didn't see any) or if I was just tired from a long, long drive.