You don't hear this much, but I love the smell of a boat -- damp, close, a little mildewy. It smells like home. I'm glad to be on one again. I'm glad to have private time again. I'm glad I can pirate internet on this one. Now, if only this boat could be sailed. Sadly, it doesn't have a tiller or a bowsprit, so it's just a bunker tied to the dock for now.
viking:
you gonna make it seaworthy, captain?
tremodian:
As it happened, I took another boat sailing for a few weeks. Now I'm in the middle of two months in the desert.