French culture, alive and well

We can attest to the fact that French culture is alive and well.  This is proven by the bathrooms.

The apartment we are staying in has two bathrooms, a great luxury in Paris.  One is spacious and complete by North American standards.  Two sinks, big tub, shower and toilet, plus a closet with a washer and dryer.  Good stuff.

The second bathroom has a toilet as one might expect.  A bookshelf, an amenity more johns could do with, but get this, no sink.

Ummmm.

The nearest sink is the kitchen sink.

Now, I am not the fussiest person in the world about these things, but I really don't want someone washing my hands in my kitchen sink after using the toilet.  Really.  I would prefer that they just didn't wash their hands at all.  Though that is kind of questionable too.  At least there should be possibility, no?

Further proof:

We were over at friend's the other day. They too have two bathrooms.  One a two piece bathroom, as you might imagine it.  Loo and sink.  All good.

The other one is larger and better equipped.  Shower/tub combo, sink, washer, space for a dryer and a....bidet.  Now, call me crazy, but I sort of thought the idea of a bidet involved doing your thing, then sort of sidling over and giving everything a good hosing down.  I mean, you could decide independently of going to the john that you just need to get everything clean, but still, I would need to go were I to start rinsing water around.  This leaves me with a mental image of French folks, doing their business and then either with their chic pants around their elegant knees they trot down the hallway to the other bathroom for a refreshing rinse, or they just do everything up loosely for the trip...thus rather defeating the purpose of the exercise as your clothes would be none to tidy at the end of that.  Though the washer is in there.....

French.