tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16717816.post3205346811152592371..comments2024-02-05T06:21:26.373-08:00Comments on acte gratuit: A Look At Life In Between Naps.: What I Learned About Squatters While Camping in Japanacte gratuithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11168815832920494463noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16717816.post-44099431086103130802009-07-14T21:37:20.880-07:002009-07-14T21:37:20.880-07:00Well let's see...there was the time my 4 year ...Well let's see...there was the time my 4 year old nephew was visiting us in Italy and I had to take him to the squatty for #2 during dinner...we took a photo (pants on!) to commemorate our hilarious bonding moment! I spent six years in Europe and used more than my share...not fun, and REALLY makes you appreciate a good ole American flusher!https://www.blogger.com/profile/03970868552275401677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16717816.post-84474881040622135072009-07-09T17:11:50.745-07:002009-07-09T17:11:50.745-07:00My 15 year old daughter made it through almost 3 y...My 15 year old daughter made it through almost 3 years in Japan without figuring out squatters. In Bejing, though, we finally came upon a rest stop with no other option. I tried hard to explain but she just couldn't figure out how to do it, and neither could several women in our tour group, so they gathered round the open door of my stall while i dropped trou and demonstrated. <br /><br />Even that was not as unnerving as the squatter in Seoul which was literally a hole in the floor into a very large space in which i could see light and hear male voices in the distance. Had to use it anyway.Lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18184413890263257747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16717816.post-83412195853713100512009-07-09T14:20:14.354-07:002009-07-09T14:20:14.354-07:00LOL! I remember my first visit to Thailand. At a...LOL! I remember my first visit to Thailand. At a roadside restaurant I walked into the first stall, backed out thinking they must have removed the toilet for repairs. I was despondent when I checked the next stall and panicked after checking the final stall to find the same dank hole in each with a bucket of water and small cup in the corner. How did the travel guides leave this little kernel of knowledge out!?!<br /><br />After a week I was a pro at peeing into a hole. At the airport before leaving I used the ladies room one last time. I went to the first stall and wasn't surprised to see the now familiar hollow in the floor. After doing my thing I heard a familiar “FLUSH” in the stall next to me! Turns out the bathroom at the airport was more advanced and had the option of a hole in the floor OR a lovely porcelain fixture. Just my luck I’d go in the first stall.Lindsayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06469858809664004838noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16717816.post-84630489030366054962009-07-09T06:01:20.754-07:002009-07-09T06:01:20.754-07:00This is funny and sad. I have experienced the squ...This is funny and sad. I have experienced the squatters in France. I luckily didn't have to deal with getting my daughter to use it. That would have been an uphill battle; With me standing downhill in the carnage. I think I would have been defeated. Your blog is superadoarble and I loved your post on MMBAmber Lynaehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16890268873178010212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16717816.post-68283600917222343832009-07-09T00:46:29.500-07:002009-07-09T00:46:29.500-07:00What would a poor person with a herniated disc do ...What would a poor person with a herniated disc do with a squatter??I couldn't use a squatter right now if my life depended on it. Good thing I'm here and not there. <br /><br />P.S. Hope the party is no fun without me! HUMPH!LaLahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13728377135746509111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16717816.post-85907426489270960332009-07-08T14:14:30.448-07:002009-07-08T14:14:30.448-07:00Emily I am so so glad that the package arrived. I ...Emily I am so so glad that the package arrived. I was starting to get worried.<br /><br />I cannot wait to receive that really long letter and the cd. <br /><br />Enjoy... and yes, I'm looking forward to getting to know you.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17957834646085933322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16717816.post-63696281961779984302009-07-07T23:51:14.465-07:002009-07-07T23:51:14.465-07:00i was not 30 behind in reading your blog. close bu...i was not 30 behind in reading your blog. close but not a full honest 30.<br /><br />i loved the squatters story. hilarious and NASTY.<br /><br />i loved rule about biting. is that my advice i gave about a year ago and got repemanded for ? love it when truth wins out. use your teeth ! that's what canines are for.pat-myself-on-the-back, doctor Doctornoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16717816.post-85126184579811724752009-07-07T23:31:31.001-07:002009-07-07T23:31:31.001-07:00i've seen squatters in Buenos Aires. NOT A PRE...i've seen squatters in Buenos Aires. NOT A PRETTY SITE. i would not even pass the threshold for fear my shoes were .... well dirty. two years later i still get the creeps thinking about it. but i don't think about it until your story.<br />eeeeeeech !cant wash my hands enufnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16717816.post-48348741401733911652009-07-07T17:11:54.207-07:002009-07-07T17:11:54.207-07:00I live in Colorado and was somewhat homeless for a...I live in Colorado and was somewhat homeless for a little while, but a foreign kid that I had befriended offered me an empty room in his house. His family had just recently moved to the United States from Indonesia, I believe and, while living there, I discovered that they would use normal american toilets much like they would use the "squatty potty" (they didnt know better and never closed doors...) So basically they stood on the edge of the toilet bowl and "squatted" from there...how's that for an interesting mix up?JHuffmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15963268152041212200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16717816.post-72640554652037526132009-07-07T10:45:09.894-07:002009-07-07T10:45:09.894-07:00Once again,you are making me laugh and bringing ba...Once again,you are making me laugh and bringing back many memories from mission days.<br /><br />My first experience was when I got off the train in my first area. My dutiful new Japanese companion ushered into the bathroom and left me starin at a hole in the floor in my stall (thank goodness the public restrooms are not like the public baths--I was able to enjoy my confusion in privacy). I think she have worried about me 'cause it took me a looooooong time to figure it out and then even longer to get up the nerves to use it.<br /><br />One final thing--I had one companion who discovered at the END of her mission she had been facing the wrong direction for the last 16 months. But like you said, does it really matter?<br /><br />I love my American toilet. Thank you for reminding me of that!shaunahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07276504621385835820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16717816.post-37932049249519207912009-07-06T18:00:11.235-07:002009-07-06T18:00:11.235-07:00I have one more "advantage"...once you g...I have one more "advantage"...once you get the hang of it, which I have, you feel happy about not touching anything...not sitting on a wet seat etc etc...<br /><br />But I totally love this post-the two extremes of bathrooms in Japan can pretty much be an analogy for the entire living in Japan experience in my opinion.<br /><br />Just got back from Indonesia- they have the worst toilets I've seen yet. I will be doing my own blog post in a few days on it acutally. Take your squatty, take away toilet paper (no flushing) and add a water hose.Katiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16865995829055597027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16717816.post-72688919091910664152009-07-06T08:14:47.220-07:002009-07-06T08:14:47.220-07:00I used "the squatter" somewhere in Europ...I used "the squatter" somewhere in Europe, it seems like it was in Italy AND I had to pay for it. Thanks for reminding me of another good reason I heart America. Free public restrooms with sit-able toilets!randa_joyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13762737188214475334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16717816.post-15568869400793122392009-07-06T04:48:30.838-07:002009-07-06T04:48:30.838-07:00Hilarious!!! You know I have gone 2 years and hav...Hilarious!!! You know I have gone 2 years and have managed to NEVER have to use a squatter thus far. You might as well go outside. LOLAllisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02402402454311824295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16717816.post-89385476712562268732009-07-06T01:16:51.304-07:002009-07-06T01:16:51.304-07:00Tis true, although I never analyzed it so thorough...Tis true, although I never analyzed it so thoroughly. When we went to China we were faced with about 85-90% squat toilets. Ugh. And always brought our own toilet paper & soap. These situations make us all the mire appreciative for the 'comforts of home'.<br />Your pal, kaylaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com