It has been speculated that children that had
difficult toilet training or some sort of severe trauma while toilet training
turn out to have deep emotional problems, like psychopath/sociopath problems.
With that being said I am surprised that there is one single sane person in the
whole nation of Turkey! While recently talking with a friend that is
considering the Peace Corps, she said that there was a chance that she would be
sent to Eastern Europe, and of course the conversation turned to the most
difficult aspect of living Turkey for an American. Turkish toilets!
The biggest obstacle, at least for me in regards to
the Turkish toilet is that the surrounding floor was always wet. I had never
encountered a Turkish toilet at a private residence, but this is true for all
the public ones I found. To this day I
am still confused as to how you either pull your pants down enough or take them
off to do your business without getting them soaked! I will ask a person point
blank their views on religion, politics and money but when it comes to thick
kind of stuff I turn into a genteel southerner who has no idea how to broach
such a subject. In the end I learned to know where the western bathrooms were,
and if I didn’t then I would just limit what I would eat drink, especially eat!
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