#VANLIFE: The Shark
Words and photos by Montana Miller Gah, quit squishing me!” yells my wife. I’m trying to climb over to my side of the bed; there’s barely space for me to squeeze past against the roof of the cab-over. “Sorry, but it’s not my fault you need to sleep on the side with all the air,” ...
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