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Sunday, July 20, 2025

A Hole in the Floor?! Ewww....

 This is kind of a gross post - sorry in advance, so just don’t read it…

Who in the world thought this contraption was a good idea? I gag just thinking about it. I’m not trying to offend Europeans or any other culture that uses these, but….REALLY?

So I was getting ready for a hike in the Parco Delle Fucine in Italy. I’m not usually a hiker, but I’m along for the adventure. My son was doing the scary rock climbing, and his wife and 2 babies, and I were following a trail as far as we could. But I digress….


In the movie “The Bucket List,” one of the characters gave a few bits of advice. One of them was, “Never pass up a bathroom…” So, true to where older age takes me… I usually heed that advice.


I followed the signs from the lodge at the park marked “toilette” and it took me down 10 million rustic steps to where 20 million people were picnicking and swimming in the beautiful river. There was a line waiting for the 3 toilettes. When it came to my turn, I confidently walked into the “toilette” and quite quickly walked back out, thinking it was for the male gender… I asked someone who did NOT speak English if this was for men… they were laughing at me because I was so surprised and puzzled and must have shown up on my horrified face. There was just a HOLE in the porcelain on the floor (see picture) that looked like a big, dirty sink! Someone in English told me it is all that was here and they are for everyone. Now, if EVERYONE had the aiming power that the male gender *potentially* has (notice I said “potentially”), it may not be a problem…. But HOW IN THE HECK is a woman wearing shorts supposed to navigate this ridiculous idea?!  That person even told me that it was more sanitary… ummm….no. How can someone expel “wastewater” from 3 feet up without splashing on anything nearby? (Read: shoes, sox, ankles….) The nastiness is so… nasty.


OK - even though I had to experience this twice - I think I got that off my chest for now. I may have PGOS (Post Grossed Out Syndrome.)


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