This is a story of the best laid plans of mice and men. I was in the market for a 21 window bus and what better place to look than... yes, eBay! Now you may scoff, but when you hear the story... well, ok, go ahead and get the laughing out of your system. From the pictures it looked restorable. Yes, there was rust all over but it was, according the seller, in good running condition. So I figured, "What the hell, there are people that can fix that kind of stuff." Famous last words, I know. So Mia and I flew to Mount Angel, Oregon, a small town about an hour south of Portland. The guy picked us up at the airport and off we went. There were two things he didn't reveal on the phone: 1) there was no ignition so you had to put two wires together and then use electrical tape so they wouldn't come apart, and 2) the driver-side door would not close so a bungie cord was attached from the door handle to the steering column. This would call for me to hold the door closed with my left hand while I steered with my right. Fack! I think you see where I'm going with this. It was not an auspicious beginning to a journey that, even in a best-case scenario, would be an odyssey. Oh, and the comic below? This actually happened to Mia as she first stepped into the bus, thanks to rusted out floorboards. Oh yeah, this was going to be fun.