We finally finished our van-haus, at least enough to try to head south. So we set out for our first border crossing on Wednesday and turned around just one mile before Mexico due to some cell phone accounts being swapped, boring story. No worries though, we found a parking spot near the beach in the most southwestern city in the US called Imperial Beach during an insane storm. Early the following morning we arrive at the border where they find our paperwork is inconsistent with our scooter that we have attached to the back of the van. Little did we know that the title we received when we bought the scooter almost a year ago did not match the actual scooter, ergo the registration was also incorrect. It cost us a few hours waiting in Mexico at the border but they escorted us to the US border where they searched us and eventually let us go to get everything sorted out. Straight to the DMV we went to spend another few hours to get the scooter inspected, an updated registration, and a new title that will now take 2-4 weeks to get sent to the Midwest. AGHHH. “Everything happens for a reason.” The new plan: We are going to forge on without a scooter title for now and hope for the best. We are back in San Diego for a few days to work out a few more kinks that we found with the van-haus while staying in it during the storm, nothing major. So Tuesday at 8am is our next attempt to get to and through the border.
Here are some updated pics of our home, enjoy. If you have any questions or comments, feel free to leave them here. mucho amor- tgt
Our favorite little blue bungalow where our street turns into sand a block from our door.
This is the vehicle that we converted from a family mini van into a van-haus (van-house), that will travel from San Diego to South America. It’s almost finished and we are excited to get this on the road. The plan starts with leaving San Diego in early December 2015 and traveling down the Pacific Coast through Mexico, and then making our way to Guatemala. From Guatemala on further south to possibly Patagonia in less than a year and back north to The U.S. We were living in southeast Alaska for a few years and decided “Let’s really travel.” First lets get warm and hang out in southern California for a bit and start planning an epic trip somewhere. How are we going to do this? Backpack? Sail? Let’s do this out of van that we can live out of! Hours of research led us to buy an AWD small van in July. We gutted it and then started rebuilding a sustainable small living situation out of a 1997 Astro van.
The rebuild has been anything but easy, however I mostly was the photographer and not the builder. Christian did a lot of the work himself, I was his aide. Friends helped along the way and we are thankful for every bit of it. Right now we are in the Midwest visiting as much family as possible before the epic trip down thru the Americas. Soon we will be back in San Diego in a few short weeks to finish up a handful of projects, and then we move into a van.
We quit our jobs indefinitely to travel until one of us is sick of it, or until we run out of money. We sold all of our furniture, gave it away, and donated the rest. We stored non-replaceable and pricey possessions back in the Midwest near family. I am from Chicago originally and I packed up and shipped myself out for an adventure to Alaska in 2011. I promised myself then this will be the beginning of life full of adventure, after never traveling outside of the U.S. for 29 years. Christian was in Florida in the Coast Guard working on helicopters before being stationed in Sitka, Alaska. We met in Alaska about three years ago. A year and a half ago we left Alaska to keep traveling, we ferried back to the mainland and slowly drive down the coast from Seattle to San Diego. We were in no rush since we quit our jobs to start traveling and stretched 2000 miles out for three weeks soaking in the Pacific Coast Highway all along the way. While in San Diego we regathered and relaxed in a tiny beach bungalow a block from the beach for over a year. It was easy to fall in love with our new temporary home in a neighborhood called “OB” where we made great friends. It was difficult to leave the tiny blue beach house and move just a handful of things into the van-haus.