Two Nights Sleeping in a Van

It didn’t feel limiting, it felt like freedom

All photos by the author

If you had asked me 20 years how I’d feel sleeping in a van, I’d have dismissed you out of hand. Back then, I needed luxury. That meant lots of plush things—also, a margarita and a view.

Now though, my ideas about luxury and comfort are much different. “Things” no longer affect me the same way. Now, my luxury and…