soap opera

The third day in the hotel in Lyon, and the third cake of foil-wrapped soap appears in the bathroom.  It’s not a small cake, either:

toothbrush shown for scale

That’s a lot of soap.  Where does it all go?

And no, I don’t know what’s up with the psychedelic sink surround, either.  It looks like the death throes of some complex reaction-diffusion system.  Is bonkers bathroom design a feature of Lyon hotels?