I like to joke around with my husband that we are hippies for choosing to liveaboard. That was - until a few weeks ago we were put in our suburbia raised place.
Don't get me wrong - our friends from the city think we are CRAZY. Not just choosing a "different path" - CRAZY.
We were sharing our almost nightly walk on the docks when I pointed out a couple to my husband, "... is THAT a GOAT?" (thinking that I am pointing out an odd looking dog ... or something)
Yes - a goat on leash, on the docks.
Apparently, according to locals I have consulted, there is a couple (we have not met them) - that has a miniature milking goat and two laying hens ON.THEIR.BOAT. Those are some earthy liveaboards - they have us beat. I would love to get a picture of their set up.
Anyhow - tangent over -
We were pleasantly surprised, last night, by a bag piper playing on the bow of a boat moored down the dock from us. I was able to get a short video of him playing:
We love meeting cruisers that are passing through. The cruising community is so welcoming and accepting and you get to experience unique and unexpected moments like this right from your home.
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