I spent a lot of summers in the mountains
around Bradley, West Virginia. I remember
visiting folks who did not have indoor
plumbing and being taught by my elders how
to squat and take a pee. The women had their
own spot, so all along the barn there were
all these piddle puddles in the dust where
the women squatted. As a child from a big
city, this was amazing.
How funny about the wrong installation.
I've seen some strange toilets. One with
a platform to *convert* a western toilet
to a eastern one was really funny. Go figure,
though, they ARE hard to come by in a HOME
Have a great day...Im trying not to imagine
you hunkered in the woods after a SWF~!