A year ago, I purchased this van in Colorado Springs. It was Scoob’s first birthday. It was the beckoning of spring. It was the end of snowboard season. After spending months selling off belongings, preparing for the unknown and saving up for down payment, this van was becoming mine. Continue reading Happy Vanniversary from QuarVANtine
Sitting in the rig, it’s almost midnight and the rain storms are beating down. The relentless raindrops, thrust themselves onto the roof, the windows, the sides of the van. The winds are strong, and every few minutes, the whole van shakes as though the ground beneath it is made of rubber. The lovely Salem bay is now rough, with waves crashing reminiscent of strong ocean current filled booms. It’s a New England storm, and we’re in the thick of it tonight. Continue reading Relentless
Howdy from a coffee shop in Asbury Park, NJ. This is my happy place, and stoked to be back after four months out there on the road. While I don’t have a “home” per sey, this is a homey as a van girl can feel. Well, this van girl. I’ve been coming here to this area for vacays for years… and so thrilled to be … Continue reading Am I Scared?
When I started driving, the more I pushed myself, the further I was getting from a home base. I find myself feeling that anxious feeling of …. will I be able to get back home? It is a feeling of wanting to be tethered to safety and what is familiar. The truth is, I am a far ways away from anything I know or would call home. Continue reading Tahsis
The sun was setting as we got to the Oregon coast. After booking hard for eleven hours, we had made ‘it’ to the edge of the country again. I could smell sea air. It was humid and salty, yet musty from the earthen forests still surrounding us. Continue reading Oregon Coast