Written for Wea’ve Written Weekly.
As PoW this week, I suggested writing
8×4 Poems – 4 line stanzas, 8 syllables
per line. Here’s my poem based on a
real-life debacle in Florence, Italy.

In Florence at a grand hotel,
two girls were shown a room to share.
They heard the bells for dinner swell ….
“Go freshen up!” rang through the air.
The bathroom gleamed with marble bright,
a strange new bowl sat near the wall.
“A foot bath!” They cried with delight….
the strangest fixture of them all.
They soaked their feet without a care;
the paper towels then were tossed.
They stuffed the bidet then and there
not knowing what that act would cost.
The water rose, it would not drain,
it spilled across the tiled floor.
It crossed the room like summer rain
and crept in rivers out the door.
The guests all gasped, the parents paled,
the hotel staff came on the run.
The sisters had an epic fail ….
Hell Week in Florence had begun!
NAR©2026
#W3
Nancy’s Notes: This is based on a real family vacation many years ago. If you’re interested in the original story, here’s a link. https://theelephantstrunk.org/2024/03/25/fiasco-in-florence/
This is “The End of the Innocence” by Don Henley
Everything on The Elephant’s Trunk was created by me, except where otherwise indicated. Thanks for your consideration. NAR©2017-present.

Hahaha! Nancy this had me laughing like a loon! I was lucky with my first encounter with a bidet! I was confused and figured it was a “unisex” bathroom and that was a fancy urinal!!
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At least your reasoning made sense and was centered around the approximate body part! 😂 We were clueless! Thanks much, Val. I’m so glad this gave you a laugh!
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Sounds like a nightmare. Good poem…..Rall
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Thanks Rall; that is a fair assessment.
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Oh this is too funny, Nancy and it’s real too.. uh oh😂
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Thanks, Cindy. We were totally clueless! 😂🤷🏼♀️
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Haha. When I visited the Milan office, the ladies toilets all had bidets in the cubicles.
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Really? How forward-thinking is that office! 😂
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American Bank and they took health issues very seriously. The other two offices were just like those in the UK.
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Nancy, I love how this poem shows that some of the mistakes that feel huge at the time can become the funniest family stories years later!
~David
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Thanks, David! It took a while but my parents eventually calmed down. The more we told this story, the funnier the whole situation became.
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😀 ❤
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Wow! Guess you weren’t welcome back there again!😂
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Nope! We were asked to leave after that incident but at least we were referred to another place to stay. My parents were furious, of course. 😄
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Hysterical! Please tell me you were one of the girls!!!! heheheh
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Yes … my sister and I. I blame my parents for not telling us what a bidet was. Young teen girls from The Bronx in 1965 didn’t know from bidets! 😂
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Oh, Nancy….what a hoot! Not at the time but, hopefully, afterwards…! 😬😂
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It took my parents a while but the more we told the story, the funnier the situation got. The bill for damages was no laughing matter, though! 😬
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Oh no.
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Oh yes! What a mess we made of that place and my parents paid dearly!
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But I’m sure the memories make you laugh now.
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Yes, the story became funnier with each passing year! 😊
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Oh I can imagine 😜
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😂 great verse and story Nance
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And all true; my parents were fit to be tied! Thanks, Ange! 😳
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😂
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😂
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This was a total debacle! 😂
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Ooops! Not good! Hell week indeed! Xx
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It was a complete fiasco! Thanks, CA 😊
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