I did, however, manage to get a haircut, pick up the mail, put gas in the car, buy a new pair of cute shoes, get a sandwich from Subway, and have a beer with Matt and Denise. I'm washed, shaved, and ready for bed - just waitin' for the witching hour when my liquid red sedative will put me into a coma.
In the meantime, I thought I'd share some of my adventures Down Under. The topic for today's post: Toilet Flushing.
You know how much those low-flow toilets tend to, well, how can I put this delicately...*not* get the job done when it's time to call in the big guns? The Kiwis and the Aussies have it totally figured out. All their toilets have TWO flush buttons (okay not all of them, but most of them). They are friggin' brilliant! Maybe we have those in the States, but I've never seen one. Essentially, if you do number 1 you opt for the low flow flush: number 2 and you pull the trigger on what I like to call the "gush flush." Seriously, stand back when it's time to pick what's behind door number two. And there are well marked public toilets in every town. Not once was I forced to buy a pack of gum so that I could use the toilet "for customers only." Oh, and they don't call them restrooms. They're toilets. Period.
[A quick aside. A gal talking on the bus when we were on our way back from the Tongariro Crossing advised that in Denmark, you have to pay to use the toilets in the pub. Now that would be a bit disconcerting. Imagine: you've downed a couple or six pints and have to pee really bad and now you've got to find anywhere between 20 cents and an entire Euro in order to use the pissoir in the freakin' pub that just sold you the beer that so desperately needs to be evacuated. There is something so unfair about that!]
As I was saying, though, Down Under there's a free toilet in every town, generally centrally and strategically located near the "i" center (information center). Quite nice and very handy, 'cause we were stopping frequently for long blacks (those weird coffees that are really more like espressos - like amped coffee with steamed milk).
And since I know you're just dying to know what these flushing marvels look like (and you know that I know that you know), of course, I took photos of several models as well as unique "bathroom" features in general.
Ha! Those Kiwis have a sense of humor!
When I first walked up to this sink, I wasn't quite sure how it worked!
Toilet on the Tongariro Crossing, NZ. The winds can howl so fiercely, that the roof has to be bolted to cement anchors to keep it from blowing off!
Double flush buttons and seat sanitizer!
Public toilet in Syndey - really nice tile!
Not-so-nice toilet. Also in Sydney.
I think it's pretty obvious which button does what.
Turn to the right for #1 and to the left for #2.
No option here, but it looked interesting.
3 Cheese Bits:
Allright girlfriend, I must tell you that we DO have two button flush toilets here in the states. If you watched as much HGTV as I do, you'd see one installed about every half hour. And, chez moi, you just hold the handle down longer for number two, otherwise you get the water-conserving flush for number one. But I like the cool toilets in your photos. Nice. And I like that you blogged on toilets. Let's just say...unique.
lysesse -- also not a word
Not having cable, it's not really surprising that I was in the dark about all the flushing options available to the common folks. Just proves that travel can broaden the mind!
I totally want one of those little beer buttons, though.
Welcome Home!! And thanks for the toilet talk. I do so love bathroom humor. Cheers Rat!!
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