Vanlife, the second week. Day 14: Friday

Day 14: Friday

My last day in the van for a while? Maybe – but there’s a weekend coming up, and I’m still rather enjoying it, so I might stay in it for one more night. It’s really starting to feel like home, more than my rented bungalow in Stretham ever really did after my partner and I split. Continue reading “Vanlife, the second week. Day 14: Friday”

Vanlife, the first week. Day 6: Thursday

Day 6: Thursday

It’s really necessary.

The first thing I notice on waking up is that my breath is condensing in the air – this is not an occurrence I’m used to while being indoors. It’s not great big plumes or anything, but it’s noticeable. It’s definitely chilly. Continue reading “Vanlife, the first week. Day 6: Thursday”