A Toilet Guide to Thailand: From Squat to Royal Thrones


Traveling in Thailand isn’t only about beaches, mango sticky rice, and golden temples. At some point, you’ll face another cultural adventure – the Thai toilet. For many travelers, it’s a bigger shock than spicy curry. 😉

In temples, gas stations, and public rest stops, the squat toilet is still king. A ceramic hole in the floor with footrests – simple and efficient. For some, it’s a gymnastics challenge; for Thais, it’s just the preferred way. Always carry tissues, because toilet paper is rarely provided.

In malls and restaurants, you’ll usually find Western-style toilets, though sometimes without a seat. What you will always find is the magical bidet spray. This little handheld shower, nicknamed the “bum gun,” replaces toilet paper. First you do your business, then you wash, and if you want, you dry yourself with your own tissues. Remember: tissues go in the bin, never in the toilet – the plumbing here won’t forgive you. And here’s the most important advice: test the water pressure first by spraying to the side. Sometimes it’s so strong you might create an accidental fountain in the whole cubicle… or end up spraying water exactly where you didn’t mean to. 😅

If you happen to stay in a luxury hotel or modern apartment, you may feel like you’ve entered the future. Heated seats, soothing music, a control panel with mysterious buttons – it’s less a toilet and more a royal throne.

But along the way you’ll also discover little surprises: a bucket of water instead of a flush, doors with no lock, no light in the cubicle, and of course, no toilet paper. That’s why the golden rule is simple: always carry tissues and hand sanitizer.

Thai toilets are just like Thailand itself – ranging from simple and rustic to high-tech luxury. For some, it’s a challenge. For others, it’s a novelty. But for most travelers, it’s one of those quirky stories you’ll remember long after your trip.



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