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Unicorns Are Real
I realized my last blog post was nearly six months ago, and it was a bit of a cliffhanger for those of you who aren’t on social media to see how things have transpired. As you might recall, my van died in January while Paco and I drove to Scottsdale, Arizona to meet a...
An Unexpected Pivot
I have reached the point of my journey where it’s time to let go of my beloved van and let her cross the rainbow bridge.I knew this day would come. I knew it when the van first entered my life with an odometer reading just shy of 200,000 miles. Despite being...
Painting Family History
If I had to think of one image to define my Bussett heritage, it would be a big red barn.Not just any red barn, but the red barn that stands as a cornerstone of childhood memories for me and every Bussett relative I’ve known. A steadfast backdrop for family...
What I’ve Learned from Three Years In A Van
I have lived full-time in my van for three years and greatly underestimated how life-altering it would be.When I began, I told everyone it would be for a year. I believed that at the time, but I now realize it was a safety net I’d created. An out. An exit strategy. It...
A Change of Pace
It’s hard to believe this is my third December living in the van.When I first began traveling, I told myself each year would be different. I would travel new roads, venture to new towns, and see sights I hadn’t seen before. While there were certain areas that drew me...