I’ve been thinking a lot lately about boats. And dogs. And pizza, but I’m always thinking about pizza.
It’s probably about time that I start planning my next adventure, and I think it’ll be on a boat. I’d love to sail wherever I want, maybe pick up friends along the way, find some cool little islands and scuba dive. I’d have a compressor on my boat so we could just jump in whenever we pleased to see what lives underwater where we are. Scuba for a while, if it’s good, stay, if not, move on to somewhere else.
That does bring up two obvious problems, though. I don’t have a boat. And I don’t know how to sail. This might be a daydream that’ll take some time. But not impossible.
And the dog. I don’t know where she fits in. Can a dog be happy living on a boat? Do you build a big sandbox? Would I spend my entire time picking dog hair out of everything I own? Another problem that needs some research.
I do think that this would be a fun adventure, something else to write about. Especially when I’m lost at sea or things break that I can’t fix. But that’s the fun.
I really should get back to more productive things for now…