
My fear wasn’t simply shallow. I actually had my good reasons. 6 months prior to my first China trip I had managed to slip on an ice spot and break my left foot. Although the foot was back to normal, my ankle was still stiff and I couldn’t really bend forward… or squat. So imagine my dilemma when I on day 2 in China, dressed in sky-high pumps was faced with my first squat hole toilet.
It wasn’t like I could just hold back and go later. I really HAD to go. After several cups of green tea my bladder was on the verge of bursting.
So I had no other choice, but to squat (mainly on one leg, while the other one went straight out in the air…) as much as I could and hope for the best. Of course it went terrible. I almost instantly fell backwards and managed to miss the hole with one inch. Desperately grasping onto everything in my reach I eventually found a position that I could stay in without falling (although I was swaying slightly). Getting up was torture and when I eventually emerged the toilet there was a bit of a line outside, and I tried to ignore people’s giggles when they saw my red and forced face.
How I survived the rest of my 3 weeks in China with my stiff ankle? Yeah well, that’s a mystery to me too! All I remember is that I never wore those pumps again.
But seriously. Don’t come here unless you can squat. Or at least do some squat training beforehand. It will help. Really.
1 comment:
haha there are those same "toilet holes" in peru and bolivia when i was traveling there. Loving your blog!!
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