Summer before last, along with two of my friends, we moved a bus onto my land. It’s a huge bus, one of the biggest built. It had 71 seats, which we pulled out. A great amount of work, but once they were out, what a space. I’d say it’s equivalent to the space in a studio apartment.
It was a wild ride over the hills and around the curves, but we made it without any problems. I parked it behind this gigantic rock. This rock looks like it fell from outer space. It’s surreal. We built a firepit and I’ve since moved a couple of old bus seats on either side of it.
Next summer I plan on painting it and fixing a couple of panes of glass that were broken out before I bought it. I really do love it. It’s the perfect home for me.
