Tangshan Living
Ahhh China… and Tanshan… when confused… accept it. Shall we have a look around my apartment? So the loo… the loo, well its Western so WINNER! As with most places in China one is not to flush used toilet paper down the toilet, apparently the pipes are too narrow and so cant deal with items that cannot be quickly diluted (for use of a better word), please see small ‘paper bin’ next to the loo. I have every intention of purchasing a bin with a lid in the hopes of… well, you can imagine what my hopes would be of hiding used toilet paper – no need to be crass! Still on the loo, I am on the lowest level of the block of apartments which houses teachers and students alike. The piping… intriguingly, is an inside job… meaning, if you again refer to the picture, the pipe you see there is the exit for all showers and bodily functions from five flights up… Therefore, if we don’t keep the door to the bathroom closed we are welcomed after teaching to the delightful scent of human excreme...