although i'm no stranger to the squat, i am highly adverse to the wash n go. india's toilets always have two things: a hole in the ground and a faucet. and if you are in a hotel (hoteliers notice how long tourists spend in the john), no matter what type of hotel - from a cabin to a 5-star, you will always find a phone on the wall behind the toilet bowl!
to tp or not to tp....when arriving at the ashram guest house i was given a choice of whether or not i wanted a western toilet, so i opted for the western style. why not? everyone likes to feel at home on the john and i'm no exception. i happily marched up to my new home to be greeted by the word FRANKNESS on my door. sandwiched between ELEGANCE and INTENSITY on the other, for a second i thought to switch to the indian toilet room. my better judgement prevailed and i stuck with the frank room. i was greeted by another sign on my bathroom door, PLEASE DO NOT THROW PAPER IN THE TOILET THE LINE WILL JAM. like it or not i was gonna have to wash n go. i decided to go with the flow. did i mention i hate the drip dry??
every time i entered the bathroom, i couldn't leave before taking a shower. i eventually got used to the cold water (refreshing in the middle of the day), fetching hot water in a bucket when i felt like indulging. no matter what, you learn to adapt to your environment, which i did. i even started to like my little space of FRANKNESS where i woke up each morning...i do marvel at how women use these squat water toilets, managing handbags and children while keeping their silk sarees and salwar khameez dry... layers of slippery fine fabric falling prey to a fountain of manual flushing...
[update: i did luckily come across an article called "how to use a squat toilet", which would have come in handy when i was performing my one-woman squatting act... for anyone needing some coaching, an excellent read! be fearless and just do it!!]
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