Wednesday, April 25, 2012

It's All a Matter of Perspective

Pam and I ran some errands yesterday, one of which included stopping by Home Depot to get a robe hook to match the towel rack for our head rebuild.  As we passed by a row of outdoor storage sheds, a 16 x 16 two story had its doors open.   We stopped, jaws agape.  We walked inside.  

"Look at the size of this!   I could live here!" said Pam.

Compared to our 46 foot trawler, it was huge.  I could see us buying a plot of land and dropping one of these on it.  I could see where the kitchen would go, the dining area, and the living room.  Upstairs would be a gigantic bedroom and good sized bathroom.  It would be a shack, but palatial compared to what we're living in now.

Think about it. Folks who live on a boat, unless a mega yacht, do so in a very small space. We just adapt to the size. A 16 x 16 two story shack is 512 square feet of living space. No one buys houses that size. Even modest homes are twice that.

Drift Away is no mega yacht, nor do I even consider it a yacht.  It's a boat, a fairly good sized one.  But compared to that 16 x 16 shed, it's a small living space, something to think about if you're considering living aboard.   Can you do it?

Conversely, if you're thinking of building a shack to live in,  consider buying a boat.  It's not just a home, it's a lifestyle.


  1. For dedicated landlubbers there's always "tiny homes"

  2. I grew up in a shipping container we shared with a few other families. We slept upright like sardines. The best spot was in the corner so you were braced by three walls--that gave you a good nights sleep. When I was 12 we moved into a tenement. That was livin large. I don't know why people complain. Soft I guess.
    "Old Codger"

    1. You lived in a shipping container? You lucky bastard. My family lived in a cardboard refrigerator box. We had to take turns sleeping inside. My dad put it under an overpass on the interstate so the rain wouldn't ruin it.

  3. Fancy!
    We were so poor that we didn't even have any highfalutin overpass in my neighborhood. Train trestles is what we had. We had to jump turnstiles and take turns sleeping in between the subway tracks with the street below. That's where we learned balance.

  4. Boy you folks had it rough growing up. We weren't so poor that we couldn't afford a house but we did, with two bedrooms, one for Ma and Pa and one for the 8 of us boys stacked up like cordwood on one bunk bed, which was fine till you got taller than 3'8" and your head started bobbin' offa the side! ;-)

    How's Gertie?

  5. Spending a lot of time on boats has influenced how I see living space. For instance, I'm currently finishing the worlds smallest powder room in my big old house. It's under the stairs(like Harry Potters summer home).

    Plus, there's a "hallway" that hides and privatizes it(cutting and fitting an old door is tricky). The powder room is 2'8"x 4'6" with a sloped(deck) ceiling over the WC, the dog legged hallway, is a passageway.

    A 10" round sink(marine) needs a custom corner, something designed by micrometer, built.

    Then I'll see if I have the functioning worlds smallest powder room, or a curiosity...