I stumbled on a plane this morning half asleep and flew to another island.  When I finally navigated to my new hostel and used the rest room I knew something was up; I definitely wasn’t in a third world country anymore.

Any westerner who travels to Asia will notice something right away; buckets with scoopers, and sometimes when things get really fancy, a sprayer mounted to the wall of the bathroom.  Both of these are for washing your backside, a gross and barbaric substitute for toilet paper… until you use them.  They’re F’n brilliant and you learn to love and respect them.

Well, I’m never going back!  This is what I walked into today.

The throne of thrones.  Hello, Tokyo city Japan!

And yes, you have to try all the buttons.