Wednesday, August 15, 2007

french toilet


this post is not for sensitive reader. after i visited angola i though it can never become worst. i was so very wrong. searching a bathroom that awful day that i had the runners in an african country i though i would never see another day like that. saturday afternoon. baking african sun. stopped in transit. i could not find a toilet anywhere. at last i did. nothing more than a dark hole. so dark i could not see my hand in front of my face. welcome to africa. i will not even mention the smell. as if the door has been closed for a year. imagine that. well now. i have discovered a new fear. it is called the french squat toilet. freakiest thing in the modern world. but not just the squat toilet. public restrooms in general is an absolute nightmare. everytime i have to go angola pops up in my mind. traveling is not for the feint hearted. not in france. definitely not in angola. i will leave you with two pictures and these wise words. ready. aim. fire. bon chance!

1 comment:

magda said...

Jy is nou gereed vir 'n besoek aan Ethiopie. Jy sal heel tuis voel in hulle toilette...