6º 43.021s 133º 20.401w
Sat May 04 2019
I
don’t get the tiny home movement. To begin with, they look like little house
trailers anyway, so why not call them that? My bigger gripe is that if I want a
nap, I don’t want to have to transform the dining table into a bed. Call me
cranky.
JollyDogs
is a 38’ long catamaran with 21’ beam. The port hull (or ama) has a master head
aft, chart table w/ radio station center, and master cabin forward. The
starboard hull has a guest cabin with ensuite head forward, galley center, and
3/4 berth aft. The bridge deck is all saloon, with a rotating table and wrap
around settee. We’ve got a capacious cockpit (perfect for a yoga workout) and
the forward decks are equipped with trampolines. Lots of space. Lots of places
to be. Seems big.
Try
living with your spouse in a space this size for days, weeks, months, years.
Pretty quickly the concept of personal space and a bit of privacy become rather
important.
Isabel
and I are both gregarious people, nevertheless we each need time alone, time
away from one another to regroup, repair, refresh. Sometimes if there’s simply
no way to stay out of sight of each another, a spot has to be designated as “if
I’m sitting here, simply pretend you don’t see me, and don’t speak to me. Leave
me the hell alone”. It’s important.
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