The Helicopter Toilet
by Anorak | 23rd, October 2008
A NEW book on human waste – which if everywhere:
I once had a small taste of the problem. A few years ago, I was trudging up a hill in Caracas, Venezuela—through a vast barrio cobbled together from tin and mud and leftover plastic—when I saw a plastic bag filled with feces hurtling toward me. It splattered all over my chest and into my mouth. This wasn’t an attack on a gringo intruder. In many of the slums that scar South America, there are no sewers, so the only way to dispose of your excrement is to squat over a bag and throw. It’s called the “helicopter toilet.”
Water, water everywhere…
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