"Squatties" in the Dark

There's just something special about walking into a dimly lit, run down university bathroom at night. Add flip flops to the experience and it's even more memorable. As I hovered over the squatty, I could see my own urine splashing back onto the floor in front of me like gently falling rain drops. I am sure there is some physics formula that can account for the proximity of the source of liquid plus the speed at which the liquid is being dispelled, factoring in the force of gravity and the wonderful deflecting qualities of glazed porcelain that explains how and why it goes everywhere. And yes, after all that verbiage, you're remembering my flip flops. Everything was lightly sprinkled. And before I was too disgusted (because, truthfully, I have had much worse bathroom experiences in China), I remembered that the Chinese don't think urine is a problem in any way. In fact, they believe it is sterile. Maybe, just maybe, a squatty is more hygienic than a western toilet...and I am sure somewhere someone has done a study on just that.