Life on a Boat Reflects Life in General
An Exercise in Balancing the Ups and Downs
I was asked yesterday on Instagram whether living on a boat is as good as it looks. It’s a question I often receive in one way or another, and it’s not always easy to answer.
It is generally a life of contrasting experiences and emotions, particularly if you’re trying to live independently, and off the grid. Let me try to explain.
The long, lazy, hazy days of summer can be idyllic. The cacophony of bird chatter as you wake in the morning. The heron sitting silently on the branch opposite. The large window glass removed to bring your sitting room right to the water’s edge. Reflections of dappled light rippling across the ceiling.
Those days are a distant memory in the damp winter as you drag bags of shopping along the boggy towpath. Your clean jeans immediately splattered with mud, your shoes permanently soaking and filthy as you capitulate to your apparent inability to avoid bringing the muck right into the heart your living space.
The ease with which to move your home to find a different vista, to decide to stay at an idyllic spot on a…
