So, I’ve decided to hop on the Weekly Photo Challenge bandwagon. For those of you who are unfamiliar with WordPress, every week, The Daily Post posts a new challenge for bloggers to capture in a frame. I think it’ll be a fun and different angle to think about what I’m seeing in Indonesia as well as give me subjects that I might not normally talk about in this blog. This week, the theme is “Inside”.
Pictured below is the inside of my bathroom! It’s so easy to talk about all the gorgeous bits of Indonesia. The beaches. The streets shaded with palm trees. The coconut milk that has become a staple of my diet. The smiling faces. Even within walls, there are more beautiful things to talk about than my bathroom. How to make a cup of coffee. Amy and I’s lizard buddies that hang out on our walls. Heaps of batiks that sit in Che Che’s living room waiting to be sold. Che Che’s homemade meatball soup and her cozy kitchen. But those are easy delightful blog posts that will come another time. Today, you get to read about my less than fresh smelling bathroom.
What is that hose for? Excellent question!
Welcome, everyone! So you’re in Indonesia and you have to go to the bathroom. I spent most of my first night in Indonesia at Che Che’s house holding it because I really didn’t know where to begin. I also didn’t want to ask, for obviously reasons. Three cups of coffee, a bowl of fried rice, and a glass of water later and my bladder was hating me, so I had to tackle The Indonesian Bathroom Beast.
First off, you’ll note that there is no toilet. This is not a rest room by any means. There is no getting off your feet for a minute or two and using the bathroom here is a very inappropriate time to catch on current events. “Mary, I don’t see any toilet paper!” No you don’t. That’s where the hose comes in. Hook that thing up to the faucet and clean yourself off. It seems gross at first, but it’s actually quite refreshing. Any guesses on how to flush? See that pink bucket? I keep the tub-like structure off to the side full of water and when it’s time to flush, a few bucket-fulls of water into the toilet will do the trick! Just like that you’ve relieved and feeling fresh.
Now it’s time to bathe. My first instinct was to climb into the tub thing. Luckily, I had Amy to tell me that was a bad idea and enlighten me, instead, to the option of bucket showering. No, there is no hot water, however, it is so hot here in Bandar Lampung, that nothing is more refreshing than dousing oneself with buckets of cold water!
Aside from “Weekly Photo Challenge” I’m going to file this post away under “Things I Miss”. I’d be lying to you if I said that I preferred this bathroom style even a little bit to my cozy bathrooms in the United States. I miss spending evenings in the bath tub listening to music. I miss standing in the shower and feeling like I’m in a warm rain storm. And I HATE having to put down my book just because I have to use the bathroom. I’ll go ahead and consider Indonesian bathrooms a character builder for me. An obstacle course in hygiene.