Japanese folks will wonder why in the world am I writing about public restrooms. They take it for granted that when you gotta go, you just go. Restrooms are plentiful, clean, safe, well-maintained and open to the public everywhere here.
I can explain why this is a big deal. I’ll answer with a question: Have you ever tried to pee in New York City?
Without checking into a hotel?
Without sitting down to a meal at a restaurant?
Without buying an ensemble you didn’t need at a department store?
Or let’s say you do happen to stumble on one of the extremely scarce public toilets.
If you don’t encounter a homeless family who have set up housekeeping . . .
. . . if you don’t see a junkie shooting up over in the corner . . .
. . . if you don’t have to step over dead body or two . . .
. . . if you don’t find perverts having sex through a glory hole between adjoining stalls . . .
. . . then the stench will drive you out, because the place hasn’t been cleaned since they laid off some janitorial city worker six months ago to give tax breaks to Wall Street execs.
Let me be clear.
I consider peeing-on-demand a basic human right. Like breathing, going to the bathroom is not a lifestyle choice.
Japan completely respects the inevitability and the all-too-often urgency of nature’s call.
Here in my hometown of Tambasasayama, in the eight or ten block area which comprises the center of our town, I counted no less than four public toilet facilities. As restrooms go, they’re fine. Nothing fancy. But clean, properly kept up to the high standards and hygienic expectations of the citizens here.
Additionally, there are restaurants, temples, public buildings, stores which have toilets. I’ve never seen a ‘Restrooms For Customers Only’ sign anywhere in Japan.
Along with the four public toilets downtown is an outdoor one at a supermarket . . .
. . . another at a 7-11 convenience store . . .
. . . and yet another at a curios shop/restaurant.
Could relief be any more accessible? Adult diapers? (Ugh!)
Granted, there are those who might accuse me of focusing too much here on the mundane. Come on! Toilets?
Just remember. Sometimes it’s taking care of the little, simple things in life, which makes the much bigger, more complex things possible. Try to enjoy that stroll through Greenwich Village or taking in the sites at Times Square when you’ve had to hold it in for four hours.
[ This originated at the author's personal website . . . https://jdrachel.com ]
Life In Japan: Public Restrooms
