Not all commodes are equal
I plunged again this morning. The first day we were in this apartment we arrived without a plunger and we were almost immediately in trouble. One of the interesting things in moving often is learning to adjust to very simple things like the toilets. We have two in this place.
Life lesson for a pilgrim if I ever settle down: No two commodes are alike. I would want a permanent residence with a good powerful flush. (does that mean I am easy to please or just full of . . .? ;-)
Pax and Elimination,