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The best part of waking up...

..has nothing to do with the famous instant coffee born in California, aka Folgers.
Not when you are in Japan.   It is your engagement with the porcelain throne.

The commode.


Or as the Japanese might call it 'ben jo'.

So while there is no Banjo on my knee it's definitely a place to rest tired knees.  As in have a seat and relax a while.
As with many things in Japan there is tremendous attention to detail in all manner of things and the toilet is no exception.  These zen masters have taken the very function of defecation and turned the experience into something akin to a spa retreat.

If you are anything like me you spend some quality time there during the day including the first minutes on awakening  (or so you thought).  Wait till you try the Toto washlet.

A fully automated butt washing experience like none other.

It all begins as you groggily approach your toilet when sensing the arrival of an unpleasant mass (read between the lines here) the toilet cover rises automatically.   You then proceed to rest your rear on what can only be described as magical.  A warmed oval.  Your butt is suddenly ecstatic.

How could it be?  Believe it since it is.   Heated toilet seat that you now know you would want for the rest of your life.

At 700 to 1000 USD depending on your desired style and laziness quotient one could avail of said accouterment in one's quintessential pursuit of happiness.   Founding fathers had no idea what that meant till you try this yourself.

Panasonic also makes a good competitor product in this category.

Now the most intersecting and perhaps controversial part is what happens or can be chosen to happen after you are done comducting.  Your business on the throne that is.

Instead of reaching for the wasteful roll of paper and having to contort your body to you know what how about press a button?

Choose your temperature and location for cleansing and let it.  A mere touch of the keypad next to you and a wonderful warm water massage will clean your hind.

Multiple choices are available depending on gender and now sprayed you are ready to air dry with another button.

Americans will spend millions washing their cars in a fancy car wash each year but I'm surprised that even high end homes haven't chosen to treat their extremities like the Japanese do.

I'm seriously considering spending some of my next bonus on you know?





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  1. RajendraApril 9, 2016 at 3:59 AM

    Beats playing Loo-do. I was impressed with the loos too, though slightly less fancy ones in my Jap hotel last year.

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