I don't often reminisce. I have smoked so much pot in the last 6 years that I believe I have forgotten most of my life and have learned to live in the now through pot.I have just realized I remember absolutely no washroom in any apartment except de la roche (2001-2002) and Villeneuve at the corner of st laurent (it was an old fashion bathtub and shower with feet, with a beautiful skylight and a plant we had hooked on the shower bar). 

I remember washing and cleaning the washroom at the temple.I did not even do it at home very often but i did it for the temple. :) 

And then there was the washroom at my parents place, growing up: with a heating lamp! It was cool!