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Human Watching and Other Shenanigans in Las Vegas

One fine Friday afternoon, we were enjoying our coffees at Blue Star Coffee in Salt Lake City when a text came through.  My sister let us know that they were leaving for Las Vegas and had extra room for us if we wanted to tag along.  The catch was this:  they were leaving in 20-30 minutes!  So we hurried over to their place, packed up our stuff for the weekend in 9 minutes and hit the road...   Read more

Meisha demonstrating a typical night at an Indiana rest stop.
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Vagabonding 101: How to Live in a Van

Before we leave our van behind and head to Costa Rica, we wanted to answer some of the most common questions we get while living and traveling in our van.  How do we do it?  What does our van look like inside? Where do we keep all our stuff?  It only looks like you have enough for a long vacation... don't you have anything else?  We've mentioned in previous posts that we are minimalists.  Hopefully this video will give you a better idea of what we mean.  We'll show you just how little you really need to survive a life of van dwelling adventures.  So come along with us for the tour...   Read more

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We Live in a Van! 6 Months. 5,000 Miles. 5 Nuggets.

6 months ago in a land far, far away: Our hearts raced and our minds filled with excitement as we realized we were pulling out of the driveway to our house for the last time.  This was it.  The moment we'd talked about for the last 2 years.  Happening.  Really.  We headed down the road in giddy anticipation for our first real night as van dwelling vagabonds.  So many realizations floated through my head as I piloted our new home out of suburbia.  Filled with euphoria, my focus shifted back and forth from the road to the windshield as oncoming headlights hit the glass and passed from bottom to top, bottom to top.  Each car making it's way past us on their rhythmic return to their assigned suburban plot.  We find our back door exit from the neighborhood and head down a dirt road to some camper-friendly public lands.  Street lights and houses fade in the dust behind us.   Read more