Of the 4 bathrooms in the pastor's house (where I stayed), this was my favorite. It was the one I used whenever it was available and was the one that I was locked out of each night (at which point I had to use the squatty).
It looks pretty normal, but it doesn't flush (you pour the bowl of water down it) and you can't put toilet paper in it. Note the "butt" sprayer hanging from the wall. I elected NOT to try this method and instead brought my handy roll of toilet paper with me each time I did my duty. I got pretty good at tucking the roll under my chin while I was busy so that it didn't get wet from the floor.
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