On the shoestring travellers trail through far northern India, it is not uncommon, to discover that the hotwater your guesthouse promised was available, arrives ala metal bucket of boiling water, full to the brim, delivered by a couple of laughing young boys.
Now, you must devise a way of combining this, in some fashion, with the actual glacial icewater coming from the tap in the refridgerator of a tile edifice which is the bathroom.
Now since you’ve been sucking in the dust of India all day long, you must find a way to bath and wash quite thoroughly and rinse your hair, both you and your SO, with this average sized bucket of steaming water.
And you’d better be smart about it, as the water is loosing heat with each moment, it’s an average sized bucket and you have only a small sauce pan sized scoop, provided with said ‘hot water, yes ma’am, we have hot water’.
Did I mention that there’s no lightbulb in the ‘bathroom’, and the sun is setting fast.
Now, Aha, if you can figure out this chain of events and postures Iwill be truly impressed.
Till then, I say
Pshaw,
I like to take very hot, steamy showers. I have a small bathroom, so it is easy for the room to hold the steam. I am already naked by the time I walk into the bathroom. (I sleep in the nude quite often, heck, only the cats see me and they don’t care, they are naked too). So anyway…I adjust the water to the temperature of my liking, and for a while I just stand under the stream, enjoying the feeling of the droplets massaging my body. The steam rises all around me, and I take several deep, slow breaths. If I stand there too long, I might fall asleep, so after a few minutes I actually get to work lathering up my tan, curvy form with some extra rich and foamy body wash that smells of raspberries and cream. My breasts…
…are you sure you want to hear about this? It is a very dull topic…
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Step 5. Reach for the shampoo ( I have shampoo with conditioner and regular shampoo. I alternate them every other day.)
So, now the truth comes out! Is that what you’re doing over there these days? Hmmmmmm… I guess I can quit worrying about you picking up some other woman over there, can’t I?
Not that I am terribly interested Michi, but in the interest of comparing Aha’s method to your own, could you please continue. Otherwise we will just have to imagine your routine and it may not truly capture the actual routine you use. This could result in inaccurate reporting of the differences later.
Posting pictures might also help in the scientific review of the situation (Michi that is not Aha, we already have enough of a mental picture from his post).
Hey, try soaping up and rinsing out your privates when you’re female. They’re a bit more difficult to reach–you can’t just shove them under the shower stream like the fellers can. I have to arch my back and spread cheeks to let the water rinse by rushing forward, then turn around and spread other things, letting the water rush backward, to make sure the ladies are completely rinsed. It only takes a time or two of not being completely soap-free–and feeling the resulting burning–to make sure rinsing is a thorough process.
Hey! I happen to have the Penthouse in which that letter is published! You left out the part about being from a small midwestern college, and in the real letter, the cats DO care.
You also forgot the part about your “roommate who really isn’t your sister, despite what everyone thinks” and the part about how you were still sore from the previous night…
