My decision to stay up all night, partying in oldtown Scottsdale impacted me for an entire week (and longer if you count the good memorie...

6 months of van life. Not one blog post. Why? Perfectionism. I have recognized what a hold that has over me and how wanting to do somethi...

We slept in for the first time on this trip, getting up and around at 10am. We didn’t leave Justin’s until about noon, spending the morni...

I woke up much earlier than Miranda, as I had fall asleep the same. I spent sometime soaking up the morning rays outside, and enjoyed a b...

Our two first nights’ sleep couldn’t have been more different. I woke up feeling restored and grateful for my own bed, air-conditioning, ...

We woke up with the sun, sweaty and ready for showers. In the “cool” of the morning, we packed up our tent prop, cleaned the dinner mess w...

The van is over-packed with provisions, as we head south on I-95 with a 3+ hour drive ahead of us. We picked a campsite bordering the eve...

In the days leading up to my first night in the van, I had a friend help me build my second bench, and I spent almost three days building...