Girl recounts having to piss on kitchen floor when travelling

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Source: https://motomonkeyadventures.com/travel-tips/urinating-around-the-world/

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My clothes sticking to my skin, sweat stains starting to build up under my armpits, down my back and across my tummy, I sat on my low stool, continuing to drink water at a small roadside motorcycle workshop in Vietnam watching my Honda SS50 1967 motorcycle be taken apart numerous amounts of times as they tried to figure out why it was overheating.

The family, who owned the primitive shop, handed me one bottle of water after another until I eventually just couldn’t hold it in any longer. I approached the mother of the household and squatted down in front of her, making the sound of peeing while doing so, hoping like hell she would understand me so I wouldn’t have to repeat this embarrassing action a second time. The thin wiry woman nods and I sigh in relief.

I follow her past my motorcycle and into a room just off the main area, which is now being used as a workshop but after hours converts into a living room and then later into one large bedroom. Just behind two narrow flimsy curtains the women is demonstrating how to use a plastic scoop and the water from a 44 gallon drum in the corner of the room. I slowly look around this tiny room, as it dawned on me this wasn’t the typical Vietnamese bathroom. This was in fact their kitchen.

Horrified, I quickly repeated my silly pantomime of wanting to pee hoping she would realise her mistake and drag me down the back of their property through the pig sty to where the long drop was normally situated. But no, she quietly nodded and repeated the action and then left the room, closing the curtains behind her.

Dread overcame my body. I didn’t want to pee on this nice family’s kitchen floor, amongst the pots and pans. But I know I can not hold on any longer and I had no idea how long fixing the bike would take. I could only see one way out of my pressing dilemma and that was to try and aim for the small gap between the concrete floor and the tarpaulin wall.

I pulled my pants down, positioned myself as close to the wall as my knees would allow. I was concentrating so hard, hoping my pee would do as it was told for once! I found myself frozen in fear of missing my bulls eye and rendered unable to even pee. “Ok, Danielle” I mumbled to myself “Just relax, just…relax..” All of a sudden I relaxed enough and like any normal girl, my pee didn’t behave and sprayed everywhere but where I wanted it to go!

I went into quick recovery mode and washed the floor down, trying to make sure I had washed everything. Once I was finished, I stood up and turned towards the doorway, discovering that during this whole process, someone had opened the flimsy curtain between the two rooms and everyone had watched the whole show!

 

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I'm curious about this, was she really supposed to pee on the floor or was it some sort of miscommunication? I also like the bit in the link about women peeing in different countries, particularly:

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Laos – Women tend to pee in public without even lifting up their sarong. I never could work that one out. You would have seen it many times before realizing you were actually witnessing a private moment!

Russia – Just stop your vehicle and do you business! There is no shame!

Mongolia – You will notice a people squatting down just outside the stone ring around their gir (traditional Mongolian house), but with their huge warm coats you don’t actually see what they are doing, but suddenly you will realise they are just going about their business.

 

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Loved the description and also the etiquette information for various countries.