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Three years ago my sister and I braved Snowmegeddon together in Alexandria. We stayed in the house only up to the point when we knew we wouldn’t die by stepping outside, and then proceeded to spend the next several days walking around the shuttered city. When we weren’t walking, we drove (the Jeep can go ANYWHERE…..almost), or rode our bikes (Jania was not especially skilled at this skill). The whole event was a blast.

Now, three years later, I understand we’re under the watchful eye of a Frankenstorm. Except this time, I live on a boat. I’m a little worried about how this will play out, but my neighbors are all confident and excited. I bribed one of them with stockpiled water in case I get scared and need to escape to the comfort zone of those who look forward to once-in-a-hundred-years event. We have secured a location for the poochie just in case we need to escape to my dads, but at this time, it looks like we’re going to see what Sandy has in store for us.


I guess depression is possible on a boat. I find it so much simpler to be carefree and optimistic, but something today has unseated and upended my general perspective. Perhaps it is the impending winter, or the responsibilities of life that compress upon my soul like a weight hanging about my neck. It could be that something inside me is begging for expression, but I’m impeded by nothing other than personally proscribed limitations. Memories of dejection spring instantly to mind, in sharp and vibrant contrast to the uplifting thoughts that usually occupy my mind. An old friend once wisely told me to simply ride out these days, to embrace the unusual emotion as a seldom seen friend, to gain as much insight as possible in the fleeting moments of extreme and critical self-analysis. I believe I will heed that advice tonight, and will unleash the cleats to ride out the storm.

The last week has been fraught with changes, but finally the Chien Assis has arrived at her new home at the Gangplank Marina. The ducks which were previously inhabiting the dock made off for new territories, the bugs from the warm south have been successfully (we hope) exterminated, the sheets and blankets are in the wash as I write this, and the trash cans on the marina are overflowing from all the cleaning out.



Somewhere between FL and GA Isaac must have untangled the fishing line.


9 pm.  That’s it for today. Just north of Lake George, we’ve dropped anchor “somewhere between Orlando and Jacksonville.” The fish are doing flips all around us.  Conveniently Isaac made the fishing line on my new fishing pole look like the biggest knot in Florida. The frogs are going crazy here, as are the mosquitos. As we’re following the riverbank up from the lake, the abandoned homes collapsing from disrepair remind me of the bayou in Louisiana. I hope the skeeters go easy on us tonight.



The second boat we thought was “the one” was the Rivah Craft. The great thing about that was the fact we’d be the first ones to own one. It would have been custom-made to our liking. It just seemed like costs kept getting added on at an alarming rate. During our initial inquiries, we were told the price quoted included furniture, motor, and appliances (except washer/dryer-which we decided we would select). However, as time went on, it seemed each of these were added costs, and the quote just covered the “shell”. All this was a little frustrating, at best. It seemed a shame since we thought we were headed in the right direction.





The time is finally here! After five years hoping and looking and six months seriously looking, we finally settled on a boat and set the wheels rolling. During the past six months we came very close three times – once with a barge for $50k, once with a customized houseboat by Rivah Craft, and once with a houseboat by Aqua Lodge.

The 1980’s barge we passed on because it needed way too much work put into it to make it liveable. We paid $800 for a marine survey that ultimately convinced us not to go with the barge. The customized Rivah Craft was very nice, but the builder constantly started adding on costs for items he’d initially said were included, his contract too was exceptionally vague for what would be included. He also had a 2008 Aqua Lodge, which was not worth the $50k asking price. Another $650 survey down the river.

Finally, last week, after about five minutes on eBay, we saw a boat that was everything we were looking for, and for a price we felt very comfortable with. Within that week, we secured our loan, the insurance, and a survey, and are well on our way toward The Dream.