Being able to take a hot shower is one of the simplest, yet glorious, pleasures in life, don't you think? No matter what, it will make you feel better. If you've been sick, or are sick, take a hot shower. It'll make you feel better. Tired from a long day? Take a hot shower. Sore from working out? Take a hot shower. You just chopped a finger off while cooking? Take a ...OK, maybe not. But really, for many things, a hot shower is bound to make you feel better.
I know most of the time, I just tend to take it for granted. But after spending most of the weekend sleeping and ill, taking a nice hot shower this morning sent me into fits of happiness! Ooh. It felt good. Being able to shower is definitely a luxury!
When I graduated high school, I headed off to the Old Country to catch up with the family as well as visit some new places. In Rome, I stayed with my aunt. She had this great little condo off one of the major roads in NE Rome. It was tight as my cousins and my grandmother also lived there but it was great.
One day, I went off to visit my uncle who lived outside of Rome. Taking the bus, then the metro, then another bus, it took a while to get up there. I spent the afternoon there visiting at the ice cream store he owned at the time. Of course, family being family, I had to stay for the night. At his place, he had a guest bedroom and bathroom downstairs. I needed to wash all the grime of the day off of me so I went to take a shower. I turned on the hot water, and got cold water. I turned on the cold water and got icy cold water. I waited for the hot water to heat up. It never did. I gave up. I figured that I'd shower as soon as I got back to my aunt's house the next day.
Well, as it turns out, the city of Rome had other plans. Once I got back to the city, my aunt killed my shower anticipation by telling me that the city had shut off the water supply to the whole section of the city for a week. That meant: no shower, no bath ,no flushing toilets-for a whole week. My grandmother had filled up a few buckets with water so we could at least use a washcloth and try to clean up as well as for manually flushing when called for (I think back on it now and thank God I didn't have my period!! hahaha!!) I couldn't even go over to my other aunt and uncle's house because they lived in the same section of the city! Oh, the tragedy!
I can actually go with using a wet washcloth to get most of the grime off of me, but I cannot go a week without washing my hair. UGH!
As it turns out, my birthday happened to be that week. For some reason, I woke before everyone else that day and headed to the bathroom to take care of business. Out of habit, I pulled the flusher. And it worked! Then, I tried to turn on the water in the sink...and hallelujah, there was water!! I didn't even hesitate! I grabbed my towel and into the shower I went!! It was fabulous. I revelled in my surprise birthday present. I thanked God! I beamed with happiness!
As I got out, my aunt had gotten up and she was shocked!
"Claudia! What are you doing?"
"Oh, it's great! The water was on and I took a shower!"
"Are you crazy? What if they shut the water again while you were washing your hair?"
"They didn't though..."
"But they could have. Then what would you have done? You shouldn't have done it!!"
She couldn't convince me I had done wrong though. I was a clean, happy girl! Amazingly enough, no one else risked showering for fear that the water would be abruptly cut off as they were mid-lather. My aunt grumbled about what a risk I'd taken, etc, etc. It didn't faze me one bit. I had gotten to shower!
As for the water? It was shut off again that afternoon for the rest of the week.