How it all began...

What started with admiration for my fam, Alan, and his bus turned in to my own adventure.  I was recently visiting him and my other long-term chosen family that it really clicked:

• All my work is remote
• It is just me and my two cats
• I am always trying to travel as much as possible and I have friends all over!
• Plus, of course, fuck capitalism, fuck landlords, and fuck investors snatching up all remotely affordable land, houses, resources, everything....

I was fortunate to have purchased a house when I was 25, which I recently sold 15 years later.  In addition to being the only reason I can financially afford converting a bus, I learned a lot about hands-on building, maintaining, and repairing a home.  I am not a spiritual person, but admittedly many parts of my life have seem to prepared me for this decision.

I am a researcher, so when I go down a rabbit hole I dive deeeeeeepp. ​I've created spreadsheets of available buses with their details, RV appliances, and so much more.  As I checked buses out, I noted what I liked and didn't like.  ​

I found that many of the buses I liked sold very quickly.  One white bus was from a church with the church's name on the side. As much as I would love the irony of converting a church bus and calling it Grace or Saving Grace with this queerdo spreading the good word of inclusivity and justice, it was not to be.  By which I mean, I was going to check it out and they just stopped responding and pulled the FB marketplace ad. 
​So, many unlocked treasures to dream about.  But I reminded myself (and was reminded by others) to be patient.  For now, I'll keep admiring and inquiring...