I never went to the toilet in school. They were such horrid cold, smelly, wet places. Although I never told them about this habit of mine, my children inherited the trait and refused to go in school even though I impressed upon them how unhealthy it was to hold it in all day. (Do as I say not as I do.)
Now I find I'm avoiding the toilet in work. It's not that it's unpleasant in Linden; it's just that it's a typical 'institution' sort of toilet. So after work I rush home, dash through the door, yell, 'hello, I'll talk to you in a minute,' at everybody and scuttle into my beautiful blinging toilet.
And toilet, now that's another thing. It's very non-U to use that word. Lavatory is the preferred alternative I'm told.
And speaking of toilets, I wrote what I think is my best monologue on the theme of toilets without once mentioning the word.
But whatever you call it and whenever you go, do take time to enjoy the experience.