This is pretty funny because the depth potential is maybe 6 inches, you step up, not down and there certainly isn’t a garden view.
There is a skylight that doesn’t open and it is humid so I suppose you could grow something in there…
What I really have is a decent sized shower.
I realize it would take a REALLY big RV to accommodate what I would consider to be a real bath, which not only would have to be at least 12 inches deep but would also allow you to stretch your legs all the way out. It isn’t a bath if I have to sit with my chin on my knees.
Some of you may have an RV like that. I’ve seen a few. But for most of us, a bath is a luxury that we rarely experience as full-timers.
Out of curiosity, I Googled garden baths to see who decided that 5.4 inches of water fit the description. They say we can trace the term garden bath back to the Romans. I think the Romans had something different in mind.
I’ve been to Bath.
I’ve seen the baths and they were way deeper than 6 inches.
I’m not sure how deep. The water was pretty murky, but while the name may have come from the Roman Baths, what I have is more like a 45 second shower.
Or at least that’s what I was thinking the other day.
The 45 second shower became famous the summer before I turned 5.
50 years ago, the 45 second shower was the catalyst for more motel renovations than any other event in history, real or fictional. It was the year in America that both men and women, in every part of the country, began taking baths.
In 1960, Marion Crane (played by Janet Leigh, who, reportedly never took a shower again) stepped into the shower at the Bates Motel and never left.
That scenario almost repeated itself right here in Texas just this week. I stepped into the shower and slid the doors shut.
A short time later, semi-awake and freshly scrubbed, I opened the doors to find…
Heidi was out with Henry or talking to a driver. I assumed that she would eventually notice I wasn’t showing up for my shift.
I sat down and considered my options: a razor (yes, I know, we’ve gone over that but it’s a habit), body wash, shampoo and cream rinse and a wash cloth.
Since, as you know, I’ve already practically ripped off one side of the brand new RV, I didn’t think cutting my way out was a good option. I looked at the rest of the shower supplies and decided to just have a seat and drip dry.
There are worse things than getting locked in the shower. Just ask Norman, or his mother.