I was skeptical of Van Life, but…


Other girls post makeup videos.

I post attempting to wash my face while living in a van videos.

Applying lipstick in the closest bathroom I can find.
Applying lipstick in the closest bathroom I can find.
I warn mothers and fathers to lock up their children’s IG accounts because they ikely don’t want them to see me and become inspired to:

@ age 31
With an a Ivy League degree
And an amazing husband 3000 miles away, back home
While many are in an office on a Monday, I’m sitting in a Mercedes repair shop waiting for the van to get its fluids refreshed.
While many are in an office on a Monday, I’m sitting in a Mercedes repair shop waiting for the van to get its fluids refreshed.
Uproot their lives to:

Live in a van
Wash up in the mornings in a Park and Ride Bathroom.
Preach animal rights and veganism
Roam the streets on early morning jogs


Success versus Failure @ Age 31


Meaning often comes in taking risks, breaking the mold of what people want us to believe is success.

While I do see the value in having enough saved to protect oneself against health ailments and other life obstacles, I think meaning is about helping others.

It’s about thinking how you can make your mark on this world.

How can you not fall victim to roteness? To not being aware that you are living life?


Sleeping next to Bob Hope Airport and Building a Friendship on Tour 


Burbank Airport van camping

Do you have an early morning flight and want to sleep near the Bob Hope International Airport?

Are you a high roller with a Planet Fitness Black card ($20/month) like me?

Planet Fitness Burbank

Well, then you can park your vehicle outside the Planet Fitness next to this airport and have full access to a wide range of their services:

Bathrooms with running water
Hot showers
Massage chairs and beds
Full gym (of course)
And a large grocery store and a laundromat just steps away
Why that’s cheaper than a hotel!


Post Breakup Planning 


There are times, like pre-dawn when I run past Burbank Airport, which we slept at the edge at last night, when my eyes feel heavy and for a glimpse I feel the loneliness, post breakup, that makes you want to die.  The feeling shakes quickly. Just drops from your head as you step into the glow of a streetlight. Grief is absurd. There’s too much to do, and I’ve learned from past breakups that the pain is self-inflicted. We become so disappointed in the person we thought was supposed to be there for us. Too much reliance – other people … Read More


Part 2 of “Our first fight 2800 miles apart”


Yesterday morning after I finished writing my blog, I went into Food 4 Less to pick up some fruit. Pulling out my wallet from my pocket, I watched coins scatter across the floor, realizing in a dumb moment of panic that I had not zipped it shut the last night when I stuck my new F.A.R.M. Amex card in it. Everything on the floor. Ching! ching. ching. I knelt and crept on my hands and knees, pulling up coins, laughing lightly to myself at being the only one huddled on the floor grasping at pennies and nickels, as shoppers with … Read More


Basement Discoveries – High School in Two Minutes


As I mentioned in my last post, lately I’ve been focusing on organization. When I took a trip to Hoboken a couple weeks ago to clean up our storage unit, I found a torn up bag filled with the old Hi8 video tapes that I had recorded in high school. Over the last two weeks I’ve slowly been digitizing them so that, in 50 years when I want to recall how I spent my youth, I will have video records to share with the world.


10 Billion Lives – College of the Sequoias stop


Visalia, you impressed us with the kindness of your students.
A city in the middle of an agricultural area, we were sure to meet students and those with family that work on farms, and some in slaughterhouses. There’s worry that some get desensitized to witnessing and inflicting violence on animals as a self defense mechanism one may develop to make such brutal work feasible. We understand that the farm industry is a business and one that many feel they have to work in to support themselves or their family. Doubtful anyone chooses to do this under any circumstance, other than duress.

However, despite meeting students under such circumstances, you were open and honest about your affiliation with such companies, and spoke to the many horrors you or your family have undergone witnessing animal slaughter.

To the student who works on a turkey farm and expressed needing to give up eating meat after witnessing baby chicks – just days after birth growing adult feathers bc of the heavy level of hormones they are given to grow to full, monstrous proportions in mere months…

To the father who must day after day slit pigs from neck to bottom, watching the blood drain out while the pigs’ body throttles and spasms as the life drains out…