The Family Circle

Watching Children Grow

watching children grow

with unbelievable speed

cherishing this time

Black & White Street Photography

The Curling Iron

self contemplation

public beautification

the curling iron

It’s been a week since I’ve posted. I’m living in my van with my family and it’s taking us this long just to get acclimated to the situation. This is the beginning of our journey, but it is rather unspectacular. We don’t get to the fun part until Maizy is done working. We are stealth camping around Denver until May. So far we have endured a couple of snow storms, slept in three different Walmart parking lots, taken three stealth showers (two in the men’s locker room of an office building, and the other in a 24 Hour Fitness while my daughter was in her swimming lesson), and survived the first seven days without any major catastrophes. The good stuff is around the corner. Bare with me.

One thing I’d like to say about living in a van, it isn’t as hard or as easy as I thought it would be. I’ve scraped my knuckles and banged my head and spent way more time than normal searching for things. Packing and repacking and unpacking and sorting and searching over and over and over. I’d say we are just about into our routine now, so we’ll see if this second week goes any smoother.