So in light of my, sometimes, crude humor I thought it would be funny to make a post of some of the toilets I have used on this trip. To date I have seen some pretty interesting lavatories, many of which I never thought I would use. I am missing pictures of many of the most shocking toilets I have seen, probably because, at first, I was in shock and did not think to take a picture of it. In time, instead of reveling(sp?) about the standards of the these toilets I began to find humor in my situation and started to take photos of the most interesting of toilets, seemingly challenging myself to discover the world’s worst toilet. I regret, however, that I have no photos of many of the worst toilets I used in India and on Mt. Kilimanjaro as I was not feeling well and was in no mood for jokes. Some people call them ‘toilets’, others call them ‘water closets’, and still others refer to them as ‘happy rooms’, as Americans I think we typically use the words ‘bathroom’ or ‘restroom’ to describe these porcelain thrones. Although, if you ask anyone internationally ‘may I use the restroom’ they will not understand you…they don’t understand how someone could ‘rest’ in one of those things.
So enjoy my small collection of some of the world’s toilets. Who knows maybe these will end up in some wierd art gallery someday!
Train in China:
Do you really have to tell people this??
Thailand Cab Ride – Not really toilet but apparently he has had enough people treat it like one?
This was my first squat toilet experience (the first one I actually used) – Kolkata, India:
This was the toilet that the volunteers used in our home in Uganda:
Typical African Toilet in the Village we were at:
Bathroom at the Jordan border crossing:
Toilet in a rest stop on the way to the Dead Sea:
Border Crossing between Israel and Egypt:
Toilet at our internet cafe in Cairo, Egypt:
All these toilets were used in some form by me, except for the African toilet.
Take care,
Ryan
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I have seen some pretty bad ones in my travels but several of your pictures take the prize.
You soooooooo remind me of your father!!! Enjoy.
Love you,
Aunt Jane
This reminds me of a great book where “everything comes out all right in the end!”
“Or when Beethoven stayed in the bathroom for his “fifth movement”!
I couldn’t tell for sure Ryan, but in one of the photos you really looked “flushed”!
Love you and miss you!
Dad
I agree!!! You are soooo your father’s son!!!!!!
Love you much!
Aunt Carol
Hey Ryan–We talked about you and your blog at ULI YLG executive committee today. I’m looking forward to catching up with your writing.
My interpretation of the sticker on the cab console is “no farting.”
I saw this the other day and I am STILL laughing. At your dad’s comment, too. HAHAHA!
Thanks for reading Michael! I look forward to catching up in September. I hope all is well.
Love your dad’s comment.
After run-ins with an incredible amount of not-so-toilet toilets in Argentina. I honestly can say that I am not picky one bit about where I go. Brilliant idea to take pics of them. so nasty.