Sept 2, 2009
So, you know those communal latrines I blogged about before? Let me elaborate. There are no doors on the stalls, only shower curtains. Some people have learned to sit with their toes poking out from under the curtain so others will know it's occupied when they come in. Some have not, so every now and then you open a curtain to a very surprised person who quickly grabs the curtain (usually towards themselves for some odd reason) and closes it. Every now and then you walk into the latrine and there are rows of toes along the stalls; it's actually quite amusing. But that's not the OMG part.
The toilets are European in design so they have inspection plates. For those who don't know what I'm talking about, your business doesn't drop into water, it ends up on a flat surface so you can inspect it. If you've ever been to a doctor for any kind of gastrointestinal issue, you will know doctors are fascinated with poo and you can learn all sorts of things just from the color, consistency, and frequency.
I walk into the latrine one day, open a shower curtain and immediately jump back in surprise as I see what appears to be a coiled up snake. Nooooo, not a snake, a perfectly coiled pile of poo. Someone was obviously very proud of what they had accomplished since it was a neatly, perfectly coiled pile – it looked like the top of a swirled ice-cream cone (bet no one's going to DQ tonight). Seriously people? FLUSH THE DAMN TOILET!!
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