Regressing Forward

The digital journal of Cyrus Sutton

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I met Tom on my van to Death Valley in a little town called Baker near the California/Nevada border. I was checking my emails via the complimentary wifi in front of a fast food chain when I noticed an older guy taking photos of my van. He looked embarrassed, introduced himself, and invited me to check out his van. Not knowing who he was I cautiously agreed and pulled my van up behind his and looked around for anything suspicious. He said that he knew me from the internet and he’d been following the camper conversion of my ford van. He was midway through a road trip where been staying in Walmart parking lots across the US, he said they don’t hassle you as long as you buy stuff and they are open 24 hours with toilets. His van was simple and practical.    High-res

I met Tom on my van to Death Valley in a little town called Baker near the California/Nevada border. I was checking my emails via the complimentary wifi in front of a fast food chain when I noticed an older guy taking photos of my van. He looked embarrassed, introduced himself, and invited me to check out his van. Not knowing who he was I cautiously agreed and pulled my van up behind his and looked around for anything suspicious. He said that he knew me from the internet and he’d been following the camper conversion of my ford van. He was midway through a road trip where been staying in Walmart parking lots across the US, he said they don’t hassle you as long as you buy stuff and they are open 24 hours with toilets. His van was simple and practical.