Blunt soap
I found this not-so complimentary bar of soap in the bathroom, of one of the hundred odd rooms I stayed in whilst backpacking around South East Asia. I’m not convinced that this was decided as the best design for a hotel free-be. Perhaps it was intended to be instructive– I can’t claim that I was anything other than what the glycerine letters spelt. Nevertheless, this soap made me feel very unwelcome and the least at home I ever felt. Considering I was living nomadically, that’s one powerful object.
