Denmark Death Chamber

Above is what most people would describe as a normal European bathtub. What you don’t know is that it is really a European contraption of death and what I now fondly call the Denmark Death Chamber.

Our third day in Denmark (full vacation blog post coming soon) I awoke and made my way to the shower.  Knowing that the bathroom FLOOR was VERY VERY VERY slippery I held onto the towel rack when entering the tub. I safely made it in and closed the shower curtain.  I then began to move toward the water when IT HAPPENED.

You see the back of the tub is slanted to make soaking in the tub more comfortable.  I was standing on the slated part of the tub when I entered.  One foot went out from under me and, then the other.  For the next what felt like ten minutes but was likely two seconds I tried to regain my balance.  And then I fell OUT OF THE SHOWER taking the shower curtain and rod with me to break my fall.  As I was falling all I could think is “don’t hit your head on the toilet and die.”

A THUD was heard around the world or at least in the other room where Charlie shouted out to me “are you okay?”

*SILENCE*

PAIN…HORRIBLE EXCRUCIATING PAIN radiated down my coccyx bone.  I COULD NOT TALK. OH THE PAIN.  MY ASS!

Charlie (again):  “are you okay?”

Me: NO…OUCH…NO

Several minutes later I was able to get my half wet naked body up from the floor and open the door. (Note: as of today my tail bone is better but NOT 100% and still hurts)

Charlie reassembled the shower curtain as best as he could.  I’m sure the hotel never noticed the 20 degree bend in the shower rod.

I would like to recommend that the bathtubs in Europe (these kind of bathtubs only seem to be in Europe, by the way) come with a WARNING LABEL on them.  Or perhaps a safety handle to hold onto.  Or perhaps ALL hotels should just have a shower for people to use.  Because really, who takes a bath in a hotel?