Our last adventure in the PC was a learning experience. Tom, being the sweetie that he is, put towel bars on the sliding bathroom door. Good idea, unless you travel with T-REX, a cat who expects he servants to run water in the shower anytime he wants it day or night. Being good servants, we leave the shower door open so T can claim his rightful place back on the bed after his drink.
The campground had one of those incredibly bright at 2 am mercury vapor lights putting out enough light to read a book in the bathroom. The logical solution is to slide the door closed. Of course, T-Rex enjoyed his midnight drink at the shower oasis, so the door was open. All was good until morning and we wanted to get back into the bathroom. The sliding door would only open a few inches...the shower door prevented the bathroom door from opening.
It was a 30 minute battle with the door, using the mirror on the closet door to guide a spring rod and a few choice cowboy words, processing contortion poses that would befuddle a yoga instructor, the door slide back. The lesson -- let T-rex join the masses and drink water from a bowl and keep the shower door closed.