Salty Ocean Tears

Salty Ocean Tears

The chapter of van-life is (too) quickly drawing to a close for our team. I stick by what I shared last time – I want to end our nomadic living – but that’s not to say that I don’t have some apprehensions. This really WAS 

Beach Play

Beach Play

  “We learn that good things don’t happen without a lot of blood, sweat, and tears. I challenge you to move beyond these beliefs of limitation and suffering. I challenge you to accept that you’re here to have fun.” – Gabrielle Bernstein So life isn’t 

Happy VANiversary!!

Happy VANiversary!!

“A van-life journey to transform…” – where’s my office now Thats’s right. We’ve managed to make it a staggering 12 months as permanent van dwellers. What started as a social experiment and a personal challenge to push against the norm has evolved into a fairly 

Eleven Month Nomads

Eleven Month Nomads

“My relationship with surfing has been a bit choppy, with lots of ups and downs if you catch my drift.” – Yours Truly Thanksgiving weekend.   We are in Tofino. While my man plays with the waves, I cozy up in the van, with a 

Westfalia Gamble

Westfalia Gamble

Good morning Tofino!   We slept in, then rushed to Incinerator Rock beach so Dan could hit up the surf. Our conversation was rather serious on the drive this morning, and we found ourselves stressing about our van. Westfalia vans, while they are old, creaky, 

Soggy Van Living

Soggy Van Living

We’re in Tofino! It’s summer. It’s been sunny. Today, however, it pours. My husband reminded me this morning that we are, in fact, in a coastal rainforest. It’s only natural… So we bend and adapt with the weather, falling into rhythm. Sitka goes for her 

Balance

Balance

We drive the every-winding island roads, high on good coffee and great conversation. We share. We dream. We plan. I love my man. We see the world in similar ways, and when we get talking, our passions align and LOOK OUT!! I am better because 

Drifter

Drifter

We are very fortunate to have the opportunities that we have in our professional lives, and for that, we are more than grateful. While living in a van in a city has it’s challenges, we have embraced those challenges and learned from our mistakes, as 

Wanderlust Longings

Wanderlust Longings

“I need to get away from the city,” I said, to one of my favourite, fatherly customers. “Again.” “You don’t need to get away,” he corrected. “You just choose to go somewhere else.” I love him.   The cars, the lights, the whizzing, the honking, 

Movement is Medicine

Movement is Medicine

My body craves movement, and sometimes life does not allow the luxury to provide opportunities to move. There are obstacles – work demands, restless sleep or poor weather to name a few (and of course, there’s always laziness). Have you ever just gone for that 

Ebb and Flow

Ebb and Flow

Van-life has become a lot more comfortable for us lately – and nothing major has really changed. It just feels…wholesome. exploratory. quirky. abundant. Still, by far, the best part of this life (not to mention the money we are saving for future travels!) is the 

You are a Gift

You are a Gift

Today is a gift…give it a squeeze and hold on tight! There’s no need to go on a journey to find ourselves. We are the journey, and this my friends, is frolic inducing. 🙂 Maybe your gift to the world is yourself – not what 

One weekend at a time…

One weekend at a time…

It’s been a tough week as far as van-life goes. No joke. Too many nights near-tears (or in tears for that matter) over the whole thing…just a hair away from quitting on the spot. What happened? Nothing in particular. No van break-downs. No van break-ins 

Me I Want a Hoola Hoop

Me I Want a Hoola Hoop

This is late, but Merry Christmas! Our holiday ventures found us wandering around the beaches and ghostly quiet town of Tofino. Dan surfed. I slept in. I napped. I went to bed at 7pm. I had the flu. Boo-hoo.

Yoga in a Westy

Yoga in a Westy

  Winter solstice is just around the corner…a magical time of year. Island winter are a blessed change from the cold, snowy winters we are accustomed to. While I miss the snow for recreational reason (can you say skiing?), I also appreciate the temperate ocean