After enjoying the company of my craigslist roommates for my first year in Seattle, WA, I figured 24 was a good age to live on my own for the first time. However, finding a reasonable studio apartment in Seattle was difficult. Not only was it competitive, but prices were soaring as tech companies expanded in the city.
I hoped to find something both affordable and close to the people I wanted to see on a daily basis. But the second I put down a $1000 deposit on a 340 square foot studio apartment, my stomach turned inside-out.
I wasn’t ready to fork over $1000 a month just to live in a small space on my own. While out one night with two close friends from Wisconsin, a drunken conversation about housing in Seattle turned to a serious discussion of sailboat living in the marina.
“You got to beat the system! Buy a boat!” said the drunken sailor Rory.
Rory and Syliva brought their sailboat from Wisconsin to Seattle for their living situation. After a few nights on their boat and enjoying the freedom it offered, I asked myself, why can’t I do this?
The answer was that I could. A slip at the Marina was only a couple hundred a month and the price of the boat is the equivalent of making a car payment. Financially, the plan was as sound as the Puget (sailors only speak in puns). My lifestyle would change, but only for the better.
I had my doubts leading up to the purchase:
Q: Can I really go without a shower?
A: I can just buy a gym membership that has nice shower amenities so I am motivated to workout and I would never have to clean a shower again.
Q: Will the ice box (instead of a fridge) be too small and inconvenient?
A: Probably, but I will eat healthier by buying my food as I need it.
Q: Will the moisture build-up in the winter be too much?
A: I will just buy the biggest dehumidifier I can find.
In the end, the benefits of living on a boat outweighed the negatives and I finally decided to adventure on a 28 foot sailboat.
Since I have no sailing experience and the boat was located about an hour drive west of Seattle, I had the owner and his friend Wolfgang sail it over to Shilshole marina.
Prior to meeting them, I picked up a few homey items to bring aboard after the owner left (i.e. an expensive candle, sunflowers, courtesy of boyfriend, and of course, champagne).
I arrived to the marina just as my sailboat effortlessly glided into the marina slip. Although it was technically gray and cloudy that day, I remember it as sunny and beautiful.
Pop! Went the champagne and the sailboat was mine.
Stay tuned for more stories of Oswin the sailboat and my new lifestyle in Seattle, WA.