When you are in a foreign country, you start to realize how we Americans are accustomed to free, somewhat decent, restrooms. One you get over, here you have to hunt them out. At the train stations, expect to pay half a Euro (roughly 75 cents), to have an older woman wipe and spray stalls between patrons. (DH had to go in front of a female attendant in Avignon.) You learn when you pay to get into a museum or church, better use the facilities while you are there. I was shocked to see this in Florence’s Palazzo Medici (mind you, at one time this was the largest private house in all of Florence.)
This is known as a “Long Drop. See those two ribbed areas? That's where your feet go. I thought I would be dealing with this in Egypt, not Italy. This museum had a state of the art exhibit, where you literally point to a huge screen with the chapel’s frescos (your hand never touches the screen, cameras read your body to see what section you want), and it will explain it to you in the language of your choice. (DH loved it.) And you’re telling me that I have to squat, hover and balance to go?
Later the same day, we went to a café for an afternoon cappuccino and encountered this.
Bidet attachments in a café. That’s takes the idea of popping into the restroom to “freshen up” to a whole new level. (FYI - as Rick Steves’ says, a bidet is to clean the parts of your body that rub together when you walk.)
Ying or yang, all or nothing.
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