Four years ago we came into a little money. Not much, but more than we’ve ever had in a lump sum. We could have put the money towards our mortgage. We didn’t.Instead we came up with the amazing,super incredible idea to get a house bus and travel around New Zealand. We found a bus that was de-registered sitting in a nearby shed. We got it for a steal. Or so we thought.
The previous owner had lost the keys so we turned up with our friend who had some experience in the field of relocating vehicles that may or may not belong to you. She started first pop with a bent fork. Such excitement and such glee to have our bus. We drove her to a friends house, with kids bouncing around in the back, hoping not to draw attention to ourselves. And there she stayed.
For a little while at least. We would sit in her and dream and dream and dream. The things we would do, the places we would see. We were at the bottom of a very, very long and very,very steep mountain.