|Bidet, left. Toilet, right.|
|This photo, which I obtained from a fellow blogger, shows a pull cord in his hotel. The hotel staff was obviously tired of rushing in on curious naked Americans, so they put up a little "ALARM" sign.|
But enough with the secondary sources. Now I go straight to our agriturismo host, Luca, to ask about the pull cord in our very own bathroom. What will happen, I ask, if I pull the cord? Will it set off an alarm in his office? Not that it would do much good, since Luca is only in his office about an hour a day. And if he did happen to hear it, what would he do?
The cord in my bathroom will only sound my doorbell, he says, because my apartment is not for handicapped guests. My alarm would only be able to notify Lucy if I fell down, but that seems kind of strange. Our apartment only has a bathroom, bedroom and kitchen/living room, and I can easily just call Lucy with my voice. I can just picture it now. I slip, hurt my back and pull the cord, calling for help at the same time. Lucy says, “I can’t come right now, Paul. Someone’s at the door.”
The rooms for handicapped guests are wired so that an alarm will sound in Luca’s office if someone pulls the cord, but the alarm is not turned on unless he has a handicapped guest, which is rare. So back to my room I go to try it out, but there is nothing but a clicking sound when I pull. I tell Luca. He is surprised but does not seem too concerned, since he realizes there is little use for such an alarm.
In any event, everything else about our bathroom in Casolare dei Fiori is first rate. It is new, shiny clean and everything else works perfectly. The shower has tile walls and a plastic door that keeps all water inside. While the showers I’ve experienced in cheap Italian hotels usually have a low flow and tepid water, we enjoy a heavy volume of hot water with seemingly unlimited volume. The shower is truly one of the reasons we decided to return to this place, so I’m not about to complain about a pull cord that I will never need.