Gypsy Living is the New Bus Living

OK, we’ve moved out of the bus. It was great fine for the summer, but by late February it was getting a bit chilly… and cramped. Plus, we heard of some friends that would be away for most of March and were looking for someone to house-sit.

Forget bus living. It’s time to move on to gypsy living! Whoo-hoo!

So, we packed up our basic necessities and moved on to our friends’ house. I have to tell you it is a very cool house. Daniel and Dianne (along with their two boys) used to live in yurts. (Yes, you read that right.) Which was fine until, one winter a few years ago, a big storm blew their yurts down in the middle of the night. This is when they decided to build a more permanent house. Daniel spent the next couple of years constructing… sculpting… their adobe house. This is the house that we stayed in.

It is beautiful work of love.  You can really tell that Daniel poured his heart into it. He even did carvings on some of the wood beams throughout the house, which are all beautiful. 

What we enjoyed the most, however, was the bathroom. The bathroom is separate from the rest of the house. (The unattached bit is the one thing that I didn’t really like about it. I mean, who wants to walk outside to use the loo at 2am?) 

It’s really quite big, with the shape of a yurt – but with built up wooden walls and a canvas ceiling. Half of the walls are floor to ceiling glass – including the whole wall of the shower... which means amazing mountain views, but also that anyone coming up the driveway can see you in all your naked splendor. Fortunately, this is pretty far out in the country and you don’t get too many unexpected guests. They also have a composting toilet, which is something that I always wanted to try living with. (My conclusion – I really like them. Not smelly at all and double as a composter for your kitchen scraps. Plus, compost for the garden!) The bit I enjoyed the most, however, was the piano! It was a quirky way to entertain each (and add dramatic effect) other while someone was in the shower. I don’t think the humidity did much to keep it in tune, but think of the possibilities!