New Orleans

December 19 – December 27. I spent a lot time in New Orleans worried about rats. Worried they would get stepped on, worried they’d play with the cats too rough, worried they’d hide food in my bed, worried they’d get lost, worried they’d escape out the door. Their names were Buffy and Veronica and although …read more

A Little Adventure in Great A’Tuin

September 19 – 25. Great A’Tuin had become a giant rolling toolbox. With paint brushes, caulk guns, paint cans, a pedestal fan, a ladder, and more all wedged into its interior, our van was not having any fun, not traveling, and not living the life. Greg and I had spent the summer working hard making …read more

The Van Gang

December 15 & 16, 2014. I feel like we have joined a gang, a scene, a tribe, a special club, a secret community with out the secret handshake, but with, instead, small gestures, waves, nods across parking lots and intersections shared between occupants of one Westfalia to another that says “We da shit! We coo’!” …read more