I've been to France before, so none of this is totally new, but I still find myself shocked by little teeny things. At a truckstop/gas station, we went into the bathroom and there were 5 toilets with doors, but then the 6th door was a porcelain floor, with two foot-spaced grills and a hole in the floor. You do the math.
Then at the hotel, my toilet room is separate from the bath/shower/sink room. I know this. However, how many times have I gone to pee in the tub! Not literally, but I walk into the BATH room every night to do my last evening tinkle and I stand there and look around for 3 or 4 seconds before it dawns on me that all you can do in that room is bathe! Then I go find the toilet closet, and you've got to go back again to wash your hands. That's a lot of energy! How often do you think these folks just bypass the hand washing part because it's in a different room?
I have France Palsy where I can't seem to drink water without throwing it down the front of my shirt. I thought it was just me, until I noticed a fellow singer who couldn't manage to drink either, so I've dubbed the condition French Palsy. I don't know if it's a jetlag thing, or maybe we can't handle square bottles, or maybe 12 hours a day working has ruined our reflexes.
I'm in a rush right now, but maybe I'll post pics of my bathroom. Although it's weird, it's got a neato balcony off it and a heated towel rack as well!
Alright y'all, off to the mills...
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