Later, when we talked about that dinner, we spoke with reverence of many things. The sky. The lanterns. The food.
But none of these could hold a candle to the bathroom.
We could not stop praising that tremendous toilet. That remarkable restroom. That lavish lavatory. That wondrous … wiz palace? (Sorry.)
Which is not to say that the rest of the evening wasn’t incredible – it was. But I’ve been to nice restaurants. I’ve seen amazing things.
But I have never peed in a nicer toilet.