When I was a kid, we visited my Uncle Johnny in the Ozark Mountains in eastern Arkansas. No plumbing. Outhouse with spiders, splinters and stink (oh my). Pump handle for water in the kitchen.
When I stayed with a family in Negril, Jamaica in the mid - 70's, the toilet was also outside, but 40 feet away in the jungle with three walls (yes, 3 not 4) and no roof and a 50 gallon drum of water and a half coconut shell to add water to flush the toilet.
When I traveled in France in the late 70's, it was not unusual to find a hole in the floor and no toilet and two bricks to stand on, so when you pulled the flush handle, your shoes wouldn't get wet.
In the 90's I visited a very nice private cabin on Lake Tahoe, where we had to burn the used toilet paper in a can.
One can take the simplest conveniences for granted, until you don't have it anymore.
Checkout these bathrooms to pine after: