Only because everybody asks. Some people have toilet set ups of varying comlicatedness (bucket, anti-stink bag, sawdust, kitty litter, grey tanks, black tanks, who knows what else), and when I lived in a bus I had a sawdust composting toilet that I loved. But I live in a van now, and really people, it’s just… Continue reading How to pee when you live in a van.
I'm in Canada!
Getting into Canada last year, in the bus, was a huge ordeal. For a couple days people would come up to us every time we stopped and say, “you going through Canada in that? You’re gonna have a hard time getting across the border.” I wasn’t worried about the bus. We didn’t have anything to… Continue reading I'm in Canada!
I go in circles….
Late night email from a friend: “Have you already left? Is it too late for me to still come to Alaska with you? I can fly there tomorrow morning.” Me: “No, I can backtrack and pick you up.” Her: “Cool, I’ll be at the airport tomorrow at noon.” Except she wasn’t. So I’ve spent the… Continue reading I go in circles….
North to Alaska
It’s such an epic journey for so many that I think it’s permanently stuck that way in the collective unconcious. I remember, as a kid, riding the schoolbus in Fairbanks. When I ran out of books to read I would press my face against the window and make up stories about the people who lived… Continue reading North to Alaska
No phone, postal system, and North to Alaska!
At first there was a little panicky feeling. I can’t call anyone. What if something happened? Also my phone is the only thing that always has the right time. I mean, I have not a clue what time zone the van clock is in. It says 5:30 now, but is it 5:30 in California or… Continue reading No phone, postal system, and North to Alaska!
Woops.
I was playing by the river with Bro. I’ve always been really paranoid about letting him swim in the river, because once he was swimming in the river and the way the sun was glinting confused/blinded him and he was just kind of floating away/swimming in circles. So I never let him swim in the… Continue reading Woops.
How to pick a good strip club
The number one secret to having fun and making lots of money being a dancer is location. If you ain’t happy, keep movin! These are some of the most important factors: 1) Money. The more money there is in a club, the more bullshit rules and such I’m willing to put up with (this is… Continue reading How to pick a good strip club
I circle…
I was here a few months ago, December maybe, and I slept in this same WalMart parking lot. I parked next to a pickup camper that was up on blocks with no pick up. When I woke up in the morning the guy had come out of his camper with his puppy and was talking… Continue reading I circle…
A day in pictures…
Can you guess where I am? 🙂 (Click on the pictures to make them bigger… they look way better that way!) As much as I bitch about the tourists back home stopping every time they see a moose (in tourist season, a 2 hour drive can take 4 hours) when I saw a buffallo in… Continue reading A day in pictures…
driving through the heartland…
I’ve been driving and driving again, through hundreds and hundreds of acres of farmland. Land whose life has been killed by men with big ploughs so that they could force her to bear their own fruits. It started this way, and then they fenced out and killed the animals, and now everything is dying. Even… Continue reading driving through the heartland…