A toilet tour of northern Peru ...
Bog number one:
At El Museo de la Nacion in Lima , the biggest chamber I’ve ever seen
anywhere in the world – big enough to hold a small party and appropriate enough
for the cavernous building in which it was located. I had tried several other
toilets but all were locked or out of service, so I asked the security woman
where I could find a toilet and she directed me to this ballroom of bathrooms.
Bog number two:
At the Embajador Hotel in Chiclayo . The toilet with a view – or, more
accurately, the toilet where you can be viewed! It’s a high-ceilinged room,
with perhaps a 20-foot stud – with windows at the top along one wall, which
fronts on to a corridor and a small inner courtyard. The windows are
permanently open and so high up that they’re impossible for anyone without a
tall ladder to close – not something your average tourist carries in their
luggage. Presumably they’re open to allow steam and assorted bathroom-specific
smells to escape but this also means that anyone feeling even vaguely perverted
in the two rooms overlooking the courtyard can also overlook you at your
ablutions – not the most comfortable way to complete the daily necessities of
life.
Bog number three:
At Huaca de la Luna, near Trujillo . Is this setting beautiful or what?
Huaca de la Luna, and the nearby Huaca del Sol, are archaeological sites of the Moche, or Mochica, civilisation, dating from about 100 to 800 AD, and they are impressive. Huaca de la Luna is an adobe-brick pyramid-shaped structure that appears to have served a religious and ceremonial religious function. It has beautifully coloured sculptural friezes, including one huge wall panel that is seven registers and perhaps 60 feet tall.
Huaca de la Luna, and the nearby Huaca del Sol, are archaeological sites of the Moche, or Mochica, civilisation, dating from about 100 to 800 AD, and they are impressive. Huaca de la Luna is an adobe-brick pyramid-shaped structure that appears to have served a religious and ceremonial religious function. It has beautifully coloured sculptural friezes, including one huge wall panel that is seven registers and perhaps 60 feet tall.
I didn’t actually get to use this toilet, as Sarah and I had
enjoyed a very thorough tour of the site with our lovely English-speaking guide
Henry, so were holding up the Spanish-speaking group and had to rush back to
our tour van. The mountain in the background of this image is called Cerro
Blanco, or White Mountain .
Bog number four:
At the toy museum, in Trujillo .
The toilet was carefully camouflaged with a wallpapered door to match the
surrounding wall, the entrance thereby not distracting from the exhibits which
surrounded it: to the left, shelves housing dolls, a wooden mototaxi, and an old
half-deflated ball; to the right, a pair of colourful, traditionally dressed
Peruvian dolls; and, in the foreground, a cabinet displaying a large collection
of toy soldiers from France and England dating from 1920 to 1925.
Bog number five:
At the Colonial Hotel in Trujillo , from the first floor balcony where
our room was located. There was nothing particularly remarkable about the
toilet itself, but it was a nice hotel, with plain but comfortable rooms, and plenty
of indoor and outdoor seating areas. It’s only a block and a half from the city
plaza, with a nice café next door for breakfast and other meals, and a tour
company on the other side, which had friendly staff and reasonably
priced and well run tours. Oh, and the toilet was clean too!
Bog number six:
At the Cruz del Sur bus station in Lima . For some unknown and obviously bizarre
reason, the cisterns of the toilets were protected by metal grids, padlocked
in place. I couldn’t help but speculate as to why: Peru is plagued by toilet thieves? passengers of Cruz del Sur buses have a penchant for fiddling with the inner
workings of the cisterns – a fetish with ballcocks perhaps?
This photo was a little tricky to capture. The gloom of the
room meant I needed to use the flash and I couldn’t help but wonder what the
service staff thought of a bright flash of light suddenly illuminating the end
cubicle: had some alien being beamed down from a galaxy far far away? was the
kinky gringa taking a photo of some
forbidden fruit to instil longing in a distant lover? I avoided making eye
contact with the woman on exiting the cubicle and washed my hands with alacrity
in order to avoid any difficult questions.
Love it! What a great idea for a blog, I may have to borrow that one for myself :o)
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed it, boys. Looking forward to seeing your loos!
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