I had a rather complicated dream last night – I’ll spare you most of the details about cell phones made of paper and giant kitchen sundries so’s not to be one of those people that goes on and on about their dreams. The bit I want to share, though, may be wishful prophesying.
At the end of the dream, in a sort of “many years later” mood, I was living on barge with my sweetheart. It’s what we did for a living – he was a river barge captain, we delivered freight via the canals of Europe.
I don’t care much for boats because I get seasick and am a little claustrophobic, but I was comfortable on the barge because it was roomy and conditions were seldom rough. We had a nice cabin and a good kitchen and there were lots of windows. I was very content because while I was always off to somewhere new, I was also always at home.
Time for a career change?
[tags]wishful thinking, river barge travel[/tags]
great photo. i also love the fact that you left a “river barge travel” technorati tag at the end. yes, i clicked it and yes, you were the only person to ever use that tag. ;-D
I walk along the canal in Luebeck, Germany every day looking wistfully at the passing barges. If I could choose what I would come back as in my next life, it would be as a captain of such a barge. Maybe the appeal of these barges, with their potted geraniums in the windows, bicycles strapped on the aft deck, and cars mounted on the bow, is that they look like wonderful self-contained worlds.
Hey! You been reading them old National Geos?
I think that’s a fabulous dream! (I loved living on houseboats.)