I remember the first thing I did when I got the key to my room was to check for toilet paper. No check there on my to-check list, off to the supermarket. To my utter disappointment, there was no fruit flavored toilet paper. I had to settle with the next best I could find:
Made from old milk cartons. Double layered, it was remarkably soft for something that was so hard. And it smelled like babies. The only con I can think of is the lenght between the perforated tear lines; it’s near being twice the ones back home, meaning you’re more likely to use more than necessary.
Btw, for those interested, I just started on my 6th roll and I’ve been here for almost 7 weeks. Slightly behind on schedule I guess. I’ll need to start getting serious from now on.
