A Tale of Two Showers

Stacy and I spent the last 3 weeks traveling in Thailand for work related stuff.

I am not going to recount any of the travels, just this on aspect - the first half, we stayed in a shanty of a resort shack with the ghetto-est midget shower and "garden in your bathroom" setup ever. The second half, we stayed in the most fantastic bungalow with an open-air-yet-not-exposed outdoor bathroom/garden.

See for yourself:

Ghetto, shot-out midget shower. Even if I pulled the
hose up it couldn't reach my head, so I had to sit. It
was degrading. And it was so cold that I had to
constantly flush the toilet while Stacy was showering
to keep her water hot. FAIL.

Success. The glaring light over me is the open-air back
 half of the shower, which let in the amazing tropical beach air
and sunlight but not any creepers' gazes.  And notice the
shower head - top right corner. Above my head.
And the flora? Delightful, tasteful, awesome.

Boom, roasted.