When I first moved into our yard I had no hot water coming to the house at all. So, for the first four years we lived here we had this great camping shower - held a few gallons of water which we heated on the stove and tempered with the cold water - and a small shower head that gave off decent pressure. Taking showers was a "ritual" and boy I wish I had that thing now!! Cause bathing is a ritual once again but a bit more complicated with more pots and cooler water.
I feel like I'm living that song "Life During Wartime" by the Talking Heads.