Your Herniated Hero (still a week away from first post-operation paddle) was recently to Manila for youngest son’s graduation. If you’ve been through Bali’s international airport and used the men’s toilets, I am sure you have seen the urinals’ most recent decoration. Before, it was fish aquariums. As you took your stance, you could contemplate fish swimming in a small aquarium set at eye-level–I surmise as an aide to relax your bladder.
Now the aquariums are gone, and in their place is a urine hydration chart placed right above the urinal. You can compare the color of your stream to the chart. I wonder which airport authority had this somewhat baffling idea. The gentleman two stalls down from me said to his friend beside him, “Hunh, mine’s yellow. I better go drink more Bintangs.”
Then, in transit in Singapore, I swing into a men’s toilet and resting on the urinal ceramic is a fly, which startled me, for Singapore is famous for its sparkling clean bathrooms. I automatically move to the next urinal, and there too is a fly.
I realized it was painted on, a brilliant psychological aide, because the natural instinct is to aim and hose that insect down. Helps avoid splatter, you see.