The evolution of the RV
Bubba: "Hey Junior, know what we forgot in our design?"
Jr: "Uhhh, what Bubba?"
Bubba: "A turlet".
Jr.: (scratching head) "I have an idea'er--remember your broom closet --think a stool would fit in there?"
Bubba: "Jr., you are a genius, I see why you was the Salutatorian at your 2 man high school."
And if memory serves me correctly, Bubba and Jr.'s mom was the first RV interior designer. I'll check Wikipedia.
So the folks from "everything is bigger in Texas" have moved into "everything is smaller in an RV" for a year. A real concern-- the toilet room. The seat does not measure up to USA posterior sizings. My XXL rear does not fit on the Ladies Junior Size 7 seat. So, I have relegated it as the princess throne opting myself to head off to the campground facilities when the 3 alarm bowel growl sounds.
This is my view when I do the pot squat in our RV.
Oh, and whose idea was it to install the foot flush pedal? Each time I depress it I have this innate urge to straddle the seat and reach for the motorcycle throttle. And does anyone else get the temptation to stare down into the black hole and gawk in amazement at the poop pyramid-- you know you do, release your inner most pent-up recreational vehicle feelings.
Instructions on the toilet lid? Let's see, zero instructions at the trailer's hitch where you attach a 5 ton torpedo to your truck, but clear guidance on how to flush the brown torpedo. Got it.
I am a proponent of logic. What perplexes me is the ceiling high exhaust fan in the toilet room. Is it designed to remove moisture? I have been in the urination business for 53 years and have improved my aim not to be peeing up the walls. Or is there to remove noxious odors? If that is the primary purpose, why is it mounted high? Think about it--does not your buttocks actually seal off most of the smell wanting to escape. It seems most logical to engineer an exhaust pipe from the toilet bowl with a fan that attaches to the exterior wall, which, in every RV, is 6 inches away. For the technocrat in all of us, I would build in a gas sensor for self-activation. Now, I do admit, if you have friends sitting at the picnic table in proximity to the wall-mounted discharge fan, a courtesy notification is in order.
There you have it. Commode closet review complete.
Journey continues, day 12. A dozen trips to the campground latrine. Yes, like my blog posts, regularity.
...and why do I feel that my modest wife won't share this post to her Facebook account?
Well, here he is, a man who can talk poop as well as I can. I like to talk composting poop, but a fella has to start somewhere.
ReplyDeleteI will let you know that, in our composting toilet, there is an exhaust fan from the "vault" to the out-of-doors. It deals with moisture AND smell, if our poo were to make any smell.
But, I won't be borrowing your camera.
That was hilarious. You're a great writer. I'm subscribed to get emails about your posts so I don't miss them.
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