My year of living in a van—minus two months of apartment hell.
Packing for a music festival is always a huge pain in the
ass. As Sasquatch 2014 drew near, I anticipated the day before my
departure would be an endless panic attack triggered by fear I was
Dave Stone moved to L.A. and lived in a van to make his comedy career happen.
Editor’s note: WW contributor
Pete Cottell lives in a van. For two years, Dave Stone, an L.A.-based
comedian performing at this weekend’s Bridgetown Comedy Festival, also
lived in a van. We
I get booted from a beach town by the cops and give deep thought to the van plan.
Is this what a tsunami feels like? That’s
what I thought as I awoke to find my home violently rocking back and
forth. I cursed myself for not paying attention to the tsunami
evacuation route s
[Ed. Note: Well, this is embarrassing. Pete "Vanifest Destiny" Cottell managed to get his van all the way to Seattle to relive his grunge-addled childhood at Sub Pop's 25th anniversary bash, and filed this report a day or two later, but we're only now getting around to posting it. Our bad, not Pete's. We promise we'll be on time for the label's 50th anniversary.]I spent my 25th birthday drinking ...
Spending a night in all five of Portland's quadrants.
I spent most of my first month in Portland parked in Buckman. It was a great vandwelling homestead—lots of shade, flat streets, tolerant (or clueless) neighbors—but when a nosey neighbor spooked me, I decided to leave the verdant Southeast and see what else my new home had to offer. While driving around the west side of Portland—a sloping urban maze of harsh contrast between the haves and ...
I expect the gas station to be empty. It’s 11 pm on a
Sunday night, and I’m out on the border of Gresham to check on my
broken-down van and maybe slip inside for shuteye. Instead, I see
The logistical challenges of waking up without a place to piss.
It’s 8:30 in the morning and I have to
pee. This is a common problem, I know. For most people, it is easily
solvable. For most of my own life, it was easily solvable. But now that I
live in a
First rule of vandwelling: Don’t let anyone see you vandwelling.
The cops may be on to me. It’s 10:30 on Monday night and
I’m walking “home” to the van where I’ve lived for a week. I’ve got one
eye on a police cruiser as a black-and-white Radio Cab
Time to rip out the seats, buy some hangers and make this place livable.
I never considered myself to be a messy person. Sure, I had a propensity to put things in “organized piles” and shove them aside to be dealt with later, but having an entire bedroom to enable a delusion of tidiness made it work for years. It wasn’t until the bulk of my clothing, office supplies, and the French press I stupidly anticipated needing my adventure in vandwelling were lying in ...
Pete Cottell quit his job in Ohio and moved to Portland to live in a van. Read why here and follow his adventures all summer here. For some reason, I really like Craigslist. Yes, there’s a surplus of bored weirdos with nothing better to do than troll sellers with anonymous e-mail malice, but I’ve found some truly wonderful things on the wild, chaotic frontier of American internet commerce, ...