ai, ai, ai. I love this country. I love the people, the culture, the crazeee. But I sag---absolutely sag---with longing for a bathtub. I have been known to take a bus to the Capital for a weekend to stay at ElEmbajador for the sole reason of a tub. My friends and family in the US know that it's all I want when I visit. They think I live in the Third World. I keep explaining it's the 2.5 World. If it were really Third World, the issue would be water, not how it's delivered.
When I leave my current gig (managing a small hotel on the North Coast) to set up house on my own, a bathtub is my chief priority. Don't need jets or jacuzzi. Just 10 inches of warm water in which to soak. Preferably with lavender.