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.