September 2012 I was on a road trip from Srinagar to Ladakh with one of my closest school mates Yasmin. The two of us had planned out this much awaited trip to the Himalayan Kingdom of Leh-Ladakh. Our entire trip was punctuated with endless hilarity and adventures – all courtesy a much aligned sense of humour.
One thing that we both were anal about was public toilets and on the many pit stops we made for using the facilities, the horror and laughter we shared over it, was epic. Much of the public conveniences in Ladakh are chemical loos which are self flushing and store the waste instead of discharging into the surroundings or ground. But due to the heavy tourist traffic, difficulty in accessing the higher reaches; many of these junctions were a stinky affair.
Too many of our stops were done with each holding the breath and counting while doing the deed; the other stood outside as it was impossible to close the door for fear of passing out due to the unholy stench of the accumulated waste. And yes the one standing outside tried to not to inhale the pungent bouquet either;-)
But wait the worst was yet to come!!
We reached Chang-La which is touted to be the world’s third highest pass and had a signboard proudly declaring it to be the Highest Cafeteria in the world. We were excited by this as it would make a nice place to eat and talk about it too.
Little did we know what was in store for us!!
We decided to use the restroom to freshen up since there was a proper loo here (not the chemical one). As we started moving towards this structure, a fetid, malodorous smell offended our olfactory nerves. It seemed the flush didn’t work and so everything, I mean everything, had just accumulated and reeked out the most diabolically foul smell from within the chambers.
We did dare to peek in and almost passed out as our proboscis protested at such a nasal assault. We deliberated as there was an urgent demand from our straining bladders; looked around for large rocks to take an outdoor call – but that wasnt to be. The boulders were on a treacherous ground and too many folks milled around to ensure no privacy to us baring our bottoms; not to mention it was too cold for it too!
The bladder won!! We wrapped our mufflers to a choking stringency onto our mouths and noses to prevent any fetid odour to permeate and braved the redolence.
I will confess, the muffler didn’t help and we didn’t stop gargling our mouths with water and then popping in fresheners as we could feel we have swallowed the feculent vapor. Ahhhhhh it was nauseating to say the least.
Once we got plenty of fresh air or rather the stink was gone, we just burst out laughing and kept chuckling while passer-by looked at us in wonder.
We both declared it to be the worst possible putrescent and loathsome Loo in the world; and rechristened as the world’s stinkiest and highest toilet!!!
“In the land of the skunks he who has half a nose is king.”
― Chris Farley
Whats your worst possible toilet experience?
Does it compare to this?
- Chang La is the world’s third highest pass at 5360 m
- Its enroute to one of the most popular tourist spot Lake Pangong when driving down from Leh
- Chang La literally means “pass in the south”
- * halitosis means Bad breath and I thought it was the perfect H to describe this post 😉
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