We pay the 5,000 pesos and walk back to the van. The grrr of the engine breaks the anticipation filled silence and we make our way to the ferry terminal. It’s 1 pm and the Baja heat has reached the high 30s. We park in the line of lorries that are also waiting for the …
Vanlife Diaries: An overnight ferry from La Paz to Mazatlán Read More »
Living in a van means frequent trips to throw out our trash. We are roaming the streets of Guerrero Negro on the lookout for a bin, instead, we find a puppy. She’s wandering the streets, her back leg held high and her bones protruding. I swerve the car to the nearest available parking spot and …
Vanlife Diaries: A Mexican street dog is coming along for the ride Read More »
Just after midnight at Tijuana airport. Tired after 24 hours of travelling I wait a long time for my bags to come into view and the fear that they’ve been misplaced in Cancun is at the front of my mind. To my relief, the black holdall cames chugging up to me and it’s time to …
Vanlife Diaries: An accidental one-way road to the US Read More »
It’s April 2017, Jacob and I are lounging by the pool of our apartment complex. We are supposed to be studying for our upcoming finals but are in deep conversation about vanlife. Images of where we will go, what we will do, and what it will be like flash through our minds. Our desire to …