I’ve failed to yet post on this subject. Perhaps because it’s a bit “delicate.” But more likely because, to anyone who’s ever traveled in Latin America, this is old hat. (Yipes, what a mixed metaphor!). But . . . plumbing systems in these parts of the world are pretty delicate. So . . . you can’t flush the toilet paper down the commode.
What, then, do you do with it? Well, beside every toilet there’s some kind of a garbage can, and you throw it in there. Come garbage day, you take that bagful out with the rest.
Most public places have signs, posted in their bathrooms, reminding/imploring customers not to throw the toilet paper in the potty. Not surprisingly, one of the first Spanish verbs I learned was tirar (throw). Also, papel higiénico. Which means toilet paper. Important information, should you find yourself in need in a Spanish speaking country!
Is this an informative blog or what??!?😆
And in the spirit of making the sublime out of the ridiculous, said waste vessel in my little place is absurdly pink and polka dotted, as you can plainly see.
The serious side of this is another one of those “count your blessings” moments. How blessed are we who can toss our TP down the toilet without a moment’s second thought!
And speaking of blessings, what we call Semana Santa (Holy Week), in these parts, is just a bit over a week away. I will joyously be celebrating Passover with Reno friends and Jewish community. To those who celebrate whatever manner of holiness — be it Passover, Easter, or the spring melting of snow — may your blessings be many and the sanctity abundant!
And a slightly early Shabbat Shalom to my Jewish readers as well!✡️