April 17th, 1789

What never ceases to amaze me about the palace is that even when there is so much etiquette, regarding even the simplest things, such as who may hand the soap to the servant washing the King during his bath, there seems to be no care or worry about where a man may relieve himself. Today, as I was walking down one of the many hallways, I saw a man facing the corner. As I got nearer, I could hear the water hitting the marble floor!
No wonder there is always an awful stench about the palace.