Y´know, before our travels in Spain, we´d occasionally complain about hotel showers, but it really wasn't that big a deal, because we'd be back home soon. This trip has made us complete shower connoisseurs. My linguist friends tell me that the old saw about Eskimos having 200 words for snow is just bullshit, but we have certainly identified nearly that many ways to measure shower performance.
Every morning, M. will hop out of the shower and brief me on its characteristics in detail.
In the States, we always notice consistency of temperature and shower height. In any system with a central resevoir of hot water shared between rooms (and, to my dismay, even in some rooms that have their own hot water heater), you're gonna have some problems with water pressure and temperature. It happens everywhere. The shower height issue is somewhat more annoying -- it is strange how many showers are set up for a 5´2¨ person instead of a 6´1¨ person. M. is always sympathetic (but a little amused, too) when I have to kneel down to wash my hair. To my surprise, this hasn't been a big issue in Spain.
What is an issue is the shower size. There are no standard shower dimensions over here, so sometimes the shower smaller than a telephone booth -- sort like the kittens in a bottle -- which requires you to almost stick your body out of the shower to get it soaped up! We've had a couple showers with full-sized baths, but other than that, every shower has been a different size, with a different arrangement of controls and nozzles.
Which brings me to the horror of large handles in a small shower -- if you accidently push the lever over to steaming hot while shimmying around trying to wash your hair, the results can be painful.
Similarly, the shower head is affixed (or not) to the wall in a different way each time. The shower head is always on a hose, with a way to affix it to the wall to squirt down on you. Once, there was no way to affix the head to the wall, making for a bunch of one-handed washing (quiet down, you perverts). Usually it manages to tilt off to one side, making things a bit more difficult. And of course, we had our amazing eight-nozzle shower in Murcia, something I've never even seen in the states. Yow.
You wouldn't think it would matter that much, but it really is nice, after a long, sweaty day and late night , to be able to kick back and have a nice hot shower. I mean, you figure when you get a place with an in-room shower, you should be able to enjoy it. Oh, well, bad showers in Spain beat good showers in LA any day. :-)