Last year I lived on a boat in Amsterdam for a while.
Living on a ship in the (in my opinion) most beautiful neighbourhood of Amsterdam was very special.
And even though the room was tiny and the heater never really worked and naked grumpy guys would scare you and it was a big adventure to get there with snow, I still miss it every now and then because I lived with an amazing little group of people and I loved coming home there.
It's too late. I'm getting nostalgic.