25 thoughts on “The Worst School Toilets In Russia

  1. ce

    And there still better than most public toilets here… anything is better than nothing…

  2. Janet, dreams of an alternate universe

    you do get a better evacuation in the squat though, our lazy sitting causes all kinds of bowel trouble

  3. Redundant Proofreaders Society

    Anyone who has (truly) travelled has had no problem with this grade of facility.

    1. alickdouglas

      A filthy squat toilet is infinitely better than a slightly grubby western jacks (shiver).

    2. Rosette of Sirius

      The pit latrines in Goma, DRC were perhaps a stretch too far but it set a baseline that I’ve luckily never had to revisit.

  4. GiggidyGoo

    Was on a school bus tour of France some years ago. The stand-uppy toilets were unknown to us. Eventually we were told about them. One night, in a new hotel, one of my friends needed a No. 2, and did it in the shower, thinking it was one of those toilets. Yuuuuccckkk

  5. Paulus

    I’ve no problem with facts bioligical
    But this topic’s become scatalogical
    If all that you do
    Is obsess with your poo
    The problem may be psycological.

  6. Anton Chigurh

    Squat toilets popular in alpine France; you had to be cautious using them while wearing ski gear, lest you find a nasty surprise in the bib of your salopettes after standing up.

  7. Gabby

    The Skibbereen Eagle is obviously keeping a sharp eye on Tsar Putin and his problems.

  8. Nigel

    You couldn’t have those in Ireland. Anyone with constipation might end up squatting so long they’d own them.

    1. Janet, dreams of an alternate universe

      well you wouldn’t have constipation if you squat !!

  9. Fergalito

    Apparently down on your hunkers squatting is the optimal means of pooping – according to the experts.

    First experience of a squat toilet was in Vietnam in the 1990’s. While there a few pals and I took a trip from Ho Chi Minh city up to Nha Trang on the choo-choo. The train stopped for no particular reason in the middle of what to us was nowhere. While we entertained ourselves playing cards and having a drink or two we started to think after a while that the train hadn’t been moving for ages and wondered how long we might be in this limbo. After an hour or more of waiting one of my pals decided that he absolutely had to go to the toilet to do an “uimhir a dó.” Poor bugger. He came back distraught. Just as his derriere hovered to within inches of the pan the train stuttered and staggered to a start hurling him and the pre-pooped contents of the pan about the on-train facility. Horrific.

    Bottom line (pardon the pun!) is – if you absolutely must in dire circumstances, don’t. No class of a disasterist can predict the carnage.

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