I woke up today, the 32nd year of my life… in a van. It’s my house. No alarm there. I usually wake up in a van.
But today will be my first birthday as a van-dweller.
And I spoke to my Uncle this morning, good ol’ Capitalist Al. To whom I constantly have to defend my life choices. He’s an insurance-man. Always trying to make a buck - so he says to me, “You should be writing a blog.”
So whatever…here it is. Today’s as good a day as any, I suppose. A clean slate.
I hope you’re happy, Uncle Al.
This blog will feature my days as a #vanlifer in New York (Read: Brooklyn.) You know, how I wake up, how I eat, where I shower (number one fan question) and all the hijinks I get into.
Welcome to my life experiment…so you don’t have to, because I really want to.
-Jackie & The DolphVAN