Marhaba culture shock, my name is Lucia, how nice it is to meet you.

So, meet the turkish toilet.  After a six hour plane ride from JFK to Casablanca, and then a 4 hour bus ride from Casablanca to Fes, this was the last thing I wanted to see.  My problem with the turkish toilet lies in the possibility of having to do number two coupled with the possibility that I CAN'T use toilet paper because it might clog the toilet.  Yes, a hole in the floor can get clogged, go figure.  So all those jokes about wiping my ass with my hand and water that I made before I left might actually come true.  Story of my life...


But you know what, I AM FROM NEW JERSEY!  I am not some punk that is going to let a piece of porcelain push me around!  And anyway, after our turkish toilet training that was originally scheduled for Monday was moved to today after multiple requests, I am more convinced by its benefits.  Turns out squatting is better for your digestive track anyway and will make "things" run smoother!  In addition, it is surprisingly more hygienic if done right!  Ok, hear me out.  If you think about sitting on a toilet, when number two comes out it gets all over your bum.  But on a turkish toilet there is minimal poo/bum touching because your cheeks are spread!  Also, you don't have to use your hand!  Instead of using your hand to wipe off the said poo with paper (ew!) you use water, then a cloth and soap, drip dry or cloth dry, wash your hands, and then voila you're done!  While some might need a little more convincing that the turkish toilet is in fact better, I have made up my mind and am remaining positive about my current situation as you can see by my constant use of exclamation points!  Oh culture shock, you are so ironic...