yes, we have lived in our Toyota Sienna Mini-Van for 21 months together. It really is our mobile home. #vanlife suits us.
And teaches us lessons about amazing humans, kindness in spite of sh*tty situations. Last year, after traveling in Jamaica, we returned to the East Coast- Richmond, Virginia, to spend time with my mom. We left our van in front of her place for over 3 weeks.
We spent the first night feasting on home cooked meals and telling stories of Treasure Beach. The next morning, I woke early to my phone ringing, and I actually answered it to the question ” is your van missing?” WHAT?? I went and looked out the front door and sure enough, no van. The man on the phone continued to explain he had seen some kids tossing things out of the van and drove away. This kind man, went and gathered all of our things, and found an oil change receipt with my phone #.
He had already called the police as well. I called the police, who told me they had just found the van. We went and gathered our things off the streets, and our super trashed van. It was an excited 3 hours of morning after a chill month in Jamaica. Wowza
I am super grateful for this kind man, who collected our belongings, and helped our van be re-lcoated so quickly. He could have just as easily turned he is gaze and ignored the things flying out of our van. He could have chose to leave our things strewn about and never called us.
He was the bright beacon of hope in the moments of shitty van-less moments. It is important to remember that there are lighter and darker sides of all situations.
The young kid who stole the van, spent 6 weeks in juvenile detention as I was traveling and could not go to court. I did not press any charges. I asked that he have to go to yoga, and that the system not give up on him. He is 14 years old. His mom thanked me.
My mom baked some cookies for the man who found my things.
Adventures of vanlife continue. what started out as a four month idea is current 21 months.
Next up: Kenya adventures