Comments on: New beginnings in Nagoya https://www.themarionfsblog.com/new-beginnings-in-nagoya/ Sharing a personal adventure together Fri, 06 Nov 2015 00:47:24 +0000 hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.4.3 By: Shelley https://www.themarionfsblog.com/new-beginnings-in-nagoya/#comment-181 Fri, 06 Nov 2015 00:47:24 +0000 http://www.themarionfsblog.com/?p=13184#comment-181 In reply to Marion Fuller-Sessions.

Gill I love your account of the Japanese girl having no music to spare her blushes! It has been like going from one extreme to the other, having come from Hong Kong where public toilets are filled with the toe curling sounds of women hawking and spitting, to Japan where music disguises even the most delicate tinkle!
It did take me a while to dare to try the nozzle cleaning button Marion! I stood back and pressed it, luckily it’s simply a means of the water spout coming out to be cleaned, I imagine the high end toilets clean their own nozzle! Hehe!

]]> By: Marion Fuller-Sessions https://www.themarionfsblog.com/new-beginnings-in-nagoya/#comment-179 Thu, 05 Nov 2015 12:04:31 +0000 http://www.themarionfsblog.com/?p=13184#comment-179 In reply to Gillian Radcliffe.

Gill, Shelley, I am quite sure I couldn’t cope with all the instructions either, even if they weren’t all in Japanese. The diagrams weren’t totally reassuring either. (We were a bit concerned about the cleaning nozzle button…)

]]> By: Gillian Radcliffe https://www.themarionfsblog.com/new-beginnings-in-nagoya/#comment-178 Thu, 05 Nov 2015 06:18:49 +0000 http://www.themarionfsblog.com/?p=13184#comment-178 Shelley, your addition to Marion’s blog raised a smile this morning and may help to explain an odd toilet experience I had recently in Austria which has similar if less high tech public loos for which you pay a princely fifty cents that is refunded towards your bar of chocolate in the shop on the way out. There is self flushing on arising and the seat, squinching its face with a groan, turns through 360 degrees while spraying itself with water. On this occasion, the Ladies had been invaded by a small party of young Japanese girls, one of whom, wearing a mask over her mouth, was enthroned with the cubicle door open. Lacking the luxury of the music she enjoys at home, a great trumpeting issued forth which was the cause of much mirth from her companions.

I doubt whether I would cope with all the buttons on the Japanese loo. We could not even manage the self service Italian coffee machine in the restaurant, selecting the wrong size cups which overflowed copiously, wasting delicious filter coffee. The woman on the till rolled her eyes in despair.

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