Author: Meisha

Now past the 2 year mark since transitioning into the van, we find ourselves rethinking our bed.  It has been extremely convenient to simply turn the middle seat around making a common living space and each take a bench for sleeping, but it’s reached a point of separation anxiety in our marriage.  No matter how comforting it is to slip into our minimal vandwelling lifestyle, our marriage has to take precedence.  

Simply living in close quarters with another person can bring tension to any kind of relationship.  Since we are a couple who slept in the same bed for years and enjoyed the simple touch of the other person while drifting into dream state, we split ourselves apart in the attempt to be minimal.  It was a successful attempt, but with a side affect.  It seems to have added distance to the tense situations.   Read more

Ah, the fatal mentality of deciding to put things off.  Before leaving a considered "normal life" and hitting the open road to live in a van we found ourselves always thinking if we had more time we would.....  Now that we don’t have a “job” taking up all of that free time, what we do with it becomes the center of concern.

We don’t want to over-blog our way through this adventurous lifestyle and forget to actually experience it, but we also don’t want it to slip away.  Both Josh and I have a desire to share our life with others to not only inspire them, but inspire ourselves.    Read more

I was contacted by a production company working on a documentary about life on the road.  I'm excited to be given the opportunity to help share this amazing lifestyle.  The possibilities of reaching greater audience and giving a broader view of what "home" is and the many options of what it could be.  They've asked us to share their casting call with the van dwelling community.  Interested?  Here's what you need to know: Read more

Pulled to the ocean early in the morning around 1:00 am, I found myself almost completely alone. Sitting on the sand with a palm tree stump at my back, I could sense even before it was physically validated, I wasn't the only one awake. Only sighting a male walking alone and busy texting away, I was the only human enjoying this section of the beach. So for the most part I was left in peace and only interrupted on occasion by the neighboring hotel security guard making his rounds, and a few passing cars. It was a bonding time for me, the ocean, the moon, as well as the sand beneath my feet.   Read more