After spending four nights (three of them alone) in a heatless cabin without insulation or running water, taking apart a dock, carrying it upstairs and trying to fix a leaking water intake with my dad while standing in waders in a lake, I REALLY REALLY REALLY enjoyed my hot shower after riding all day to the city.

I wish I still had the sunlight/moonlight on the water, peak foliage, a canoe, a kayak, and a fireplace with plenty of chopped firewood, red/yellow/green mountains in the distance and the sound of waves beneath the stars... but I will happily take running water for the next half year!

And at least the bucket baths helped me remember what it was like at the start of the journey in India, almost ten years ago...