We checked in for the night at HaoYuan Binguan, and planned on washing and resting up before looking for some grub that evening. I’m laying on one of the beds watching CCTV4 when Karen let’s out a scream from the bathroom. I go to see what happens and I see her sitting on the sink and water gushing out from a pipe next to the toilet. I was expecting her to tell me that the toilet overflowed. It was a good thing it wasn’t. Imagine the stuff floating around if it was overflowed.
Apparently, Karen assumed that the flusher was a step flusher, just like it was at the airport. However, instead of stepping on what looked like the flusher button, she kicked it in. These must have been the shittiest pipes ever made. Back home, pipes usually win the war between man and pipe. Not here in China though. The water just kept coming out, I ran to the receptionist, told her what happened. This guy in a suit ran in to see the problem, turned around and returned with golashes, mop, and some tools. They even apologized and I didn’t have the heart to tell them it was our fault. We felt so bad! The water supply had to be shut for an hour so there goes the idea of washing up before dinner. We’ll just go have peking duck smelling like an airplane and Beijing toilet water.
