If you visit parts of Belgium the toilet bowl has a curious dry shelf for deposits to land upon. Gillian McKeith wannabees may appreciate the ease with which they can inspect the goods, but it also facilitates olfactory assault by weapons-grade odours.
Hell, I stopped drinking beers years ago because it upsets my digestion, but my travelling companions did insist on sampling local brews. With predictable results.
No window! No extractor fan!
Glade air freshener is a good thing, but it can't perform miracles. I half-expected Hans Blix to raid the building.
In answer to the original question, we give the Belgian toilet NO NAME, such is the horror.
Usage is simply referred to as 'sitting time'.