It’s a lovely evening in Louhans tonight. 9.30pm and still 25° Cant complain.
I’ve been thinking about the good and the not so good about living on a canal boat. The good’s pretty obvious from the picture above. It can also be quite sociable. We’ve met some really great people, seen some beautiful scenery and eaten some amazing food, particularly bread and cheeses. I’m a baguette addict, I’m afraid.
But the not so good. I have two. Number 1…marine toilets. I hate them with a passion. Pumping water in and you know what out. It’s just not nice, is it? And don’t ask me what happens when they malfunction. Stuff of nightmares as far as I’m concerned. Eww.
And number 2…spiders. I know these are gods creatures and all that, and they eat flies, blah, blah, but I have a phobia. It’s not my fault. Just saw one crawling around the window above my side of the bed. I mean how am I supposed to sleep now. Little buggers. And they are everywhere on a boat. They’re in the ropes when you pick them up, they’re around every window, they’re hiding in every corner, laughing to themselves and conspiring against me, planning their next move. Shudder!