Some years ago a friend of mine was planning to sell her 1963 VW bus. I seriously considered buying it from her, as I had long held a dream, albeit a nebulous dream, as dreams are wont to be, of traveling around the country in a modified bus or van.
Alas, I couldn’t scrape together the money in time; obviously, I wouldn’t have been able to afford a cross-country trip at the time, either. But while the dream was alive, I sketched out these potential colour schemes for the van. I had grand visions of a wildly retro (or “old skool”) flower-power paint job. It’s probably just as well the dream didn’t materialize—in a van painted like this, I can fully imagine an Easy Rider scenario, or worse (Deliverance), playing out as I followed those blue highways into the “family values” (read: inbred hillbilly right-wing redneck) areas of our great country.
No van. No cross-country rambling. Not yet, anyway. Maybe, though… someday.