The bathroom at Le Lapin Sauté you have seen before; it's the one with the step:
The bathroom in our hotel room was fabulous. Absurdly ridicuously fabulous.
Of course, what I want to tell you about is the public toilet in Place Royale, a public square with a church and buskers. It's a nice relief from the claustrophobia of narrow cobblestone streets and tall quaint houses.
(That car is lost.)
Place Royale was a few blocks from our hotel, and we were heading back to our spacious hotel bathroom after lunch one day when I weighed my urgent need against the walk and decided the cleanliness of the public toilet would be the tiebreaker. I still remember the public toilet in Paris.
I peeked behind the door marked "Toilettes" and saw this:
Yeah, I thought, I'm going to turn the corner and find an open sewer with a hole over it.
That's a public bathroom in a public square! I know! It made up for all the stairs.