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Originally Posted by I-Hate-Hulse
I have this visual of the knob or grip breaking and the makings of a most epic story to post on CP.  |
Just the visual of this and the slowmo thought of what to do while falling would be the makings of a novel. Imagine that. At least the CP HOF story with the macaroni, the guy had his wife to fetch some new clothing for him, but in a foreign country, who and where the hell do you turn for help? Nonetheless, just a disgusting thing to think about.
As a brown guy, I went "back home" to India for a wedding when I was 12. I just could not use those things, and tried once, and to be real honest, tried it in someone's house, took off all my clothes from top to bottom and put it on the clothing hook. Further complicating things were the fact that I'm excessive compulsive with respect to many things (including noticable dirty situation), and if I'm not confortable doing something (public washrooms), I won't go no matter how bad it is. Some places are so gross that you can't even do #1 and you feel bad for your shoes that have to step in those retched places. For the sake of updating CP, be sure to bring your camera to the airport facilities...guaranteed to be one of those memories that will forever be burned to your memory (and ours if you take that picture).
But yeah, like the one CP member mentioned above, it's all about finding the western style toilet and the beday to go along with it. It's like getting up every morning, taking your #2 at home, and holding in anything after that until you come home at night. The thought of public washrooms over here too makes me sick...