I slid the batteries into the remote control and presto: All without a moment’s delay, my washroom sangach.vn turned into a domain of shock and pleasure. Press a catch and the latrine seat lifts itself, hands free. Press the catch again and the seat easily dives into place, good to go. As it detects my methodology, the Washlet showers within the latrine bowl with a preliminary fog of electrolyzed water—guaranteeing that, as the manual fairly demurely clarifies, “soil” won’t stick.
Toto Washlet S350e
Photograph by Seth Stevenson for Slate
Demure perusers can turn away their eyes here: We presently should depict the Washlet’s increasingly close capacities. Abilities that one may encounter simply after one has dropped trou.
To start with, there is the warmed seat. This is such a thing you don’t understand you need in your life until you’ve attempted it and quickly conclude you can not, at this point live without it. It is genuinely a delight to press your hindflesh to an oval of comfortable warmth, rather than getting a mellow, nippy stun. Utilizing the Washlet’s remote, you can change the seat’s temperature up or down until your rump are upbeat.
At the point when the opportunity arrives, the bidet work is likewise at your order. This is obviously the executioner application of the Washlet. The “cash shot.” What isolates the Toto from other latrine seats. It’s likewise something that we, as Americans, appear to be by and large threatened by or potentially queasy abou