Showers

Last week we took out our claw foot tub to finish some work we are doing on the bathroom. Mike Handley and I manhandley'd the tub onto a dolly and rolled it in the spare bedroom. For 5 days our tub slept in the spare bedroom.

Problem: We only have one bathroom in our house.

When we first thought about doing this, we looked at various ways to get a shower.
1. Rent a motel room. - Not in this neighborhood.
2. Rent an RV or some sort of mobile camping device. Holy cow, they are pricey.
3. See if I could find a mobile portable shower, sort of like a port-o-let ie a port-o-shower. They don't make individual showers. They had units that would have allowed me to invite the whole neighborhood over.
4. Camping showers. All outdoor unit, and I prefer privacy when I shower.
5. Find some sort of tub. Too low.

We settled on our laundry tub. As the tub had a raised lip I had to put some two by fours underneath it. We put the tub in our kitchen, put a shower curtain over the edge of the sink, put a sheet over that kitchen door window and kitchen window and showered using the hand sprayer from our kitchen sink. Then I would take the tub out the back and dump the water. That got old after the first shower. We started getting very grumpy. We felt like real urban pioneers. Finally on Thursday we had the tub reinstalled (Thanks to Mike Handley.) That shower felt so good. No work to do. Just step in the shower and turn on the faucet and let the hot water stream down my back.

Aaah, the priviliges of modern life.

When I lived in the Phillipines, the house of one of my friends in Baguio did not have a shower. Just a outdoor room with a cold water faucet. They would boil water and trek it out to the shower room. You'd mix the water with some cold water, and using a smaller container, just pour the water over yourself.