Tokyo Dome = Egg?

Last month I went to
the Tokyo Dome.

I got an ice cream in the shape
of the Tokyo Dome.

It's called the "Big Egg".

Huh?

Bathrooms (TP and Tech)

People in different countries talk differently. They wear different styles of clothing. They have different cultural traditions. And, they have vastly differing styles of toilet paper.

American varieties tend to be square and quilted, unless you're in a public toilet where they go all tissue-paper-thin on a huge roll. German TP is rectangular and recycled. Some locations dispense individual sheets. Others have more stretch and give to them, or feel more fibrous. In Shanghai, you're lucky if the bathroom you're in features toilet paper at all. Or a toilet.

Once you've figured out the paper situation, the next stumper is: how to flush? In Japan you'll be boggled by the variety of controls. Which one flushes? (more on this soon) In Shanghai I once encountered a tiled trough that ran under multiple stalls with a regular flush of water from a big PVC pipe. Ewwww. In America, the flushing mechanism is either a metal lever or a a small knob-like aparatus that is either twisted (most common) or pushed. Recent innovations in water-saving low-flush toilets mean that some send a gentle SWOOSH of water circling through, while others use some kind of air-compression to fire a WHOOSH of water down the tubes.

In Europe, flushing mechanisms can be puzzling to an American. For one, they're most often attached to the wall behind the toilet, not the toilet itself. So: look to flush - wait, not there...look around...notice the flat panel on the wall behind the toilet. Maybe that? But, what do I...oh, push it. There's a large section that can be pushed, or a smaller one. What's the difference? Ah - water quantity. Those eco-Europeans!

Most toilets feature a reservoir of water, into which your business goes. The only exceptions I have seen to this were the toilets in Vienna, which invariably left your deposits in clear display on a ceramic "shelf" before they were flushed over the edge and down the drain by a rush of water. I remember hearing some comic point out that this allows the Teutons a thorough review of their movements, and reflected eloquently on their national character.