You could be my mom’s neighbor! She makes a little money (I lovingly call it her “side hustle”) by driving the Amish around and charging per mile, essentially acting as their Uber service.
Setting aside all of the previously mentioned points about running water, shelter, etc, I would say that I live in enormous luxury, but it’s all perspective. I grew up in the world described above and I hated and resented every day of it. My mom, however, believes it’s paradise and her privilege to live there (and she’s very poor). She loves the space, the privacy, and the people/community feel.
I live in a place that allows me easy access to public transit. We have two cars, but we keep one at my mom’s and only use the other every few weeks. I can walk to several different, high quality grocery stores, any type of restaurant you can think of, and countless shops, stores, and bars. I can order sushi, cookies, or Mexican food and have it delivered to my front door at 1 am if I want. I love the anonymity living in a city provides.
My parents are pretty sure my lifestyle is hell on earth. They see bad traffic, noise, impossible parking, small apartments, high prices, and tons of busy people all rushing around.
The real luxury is knowing how you want to live and being able to make that choice. I’m beyond blessed in that regard.