Too much time, yes, but he spends it well, and if you consider it critically, he is spending his time twice, by doing all of this documenting while on business trips.
I stopped at a rest stop in Alaska. The toilet was an outdoor privy type, a toilet seat over a hole dug in the ground. All well and good. Couldn't expect to have running water where there was no electricity and the temperatures fell to 50 below. The problem was that the shit froze when dropped down in the hole, piling a little higher each time.
I didn't look before sitting down on the toilet. So many people had used the toilet that the shit pile had grown so high, that when I sat down, I sat on top of the frozen pile of shit.
Another one:
I was drinking at a bar in Mazatlan, Mexico. The toilet was in a separate building outside the bar. It had a sunken floor, which was covered with a couple of inches of water. I waded through it to a urinal. While I was standing at it doing my business, two Mexicans came to the door, whipped out their dongs and peed into the water I was standing in.