I spent last night sleeping in a van in the middle of a hay field on the Colorado River Indian Reservation with two guys I barely know - one was in the van with me and the other was on (yes ON) the roof.
After spending 20 minutes trying to figure out how to remove the two back seats, we finally went to bed around 2am. At 6am I woke up to a very strange machine noise. It was a farmer in a nearby hay field "making hay while the sun shines".
30 minutes later and teeth brushed, clothes changed, and van remantled (we left the two seats outside), we were on the road and within a few minutes we crossed the Arizona border and into Parker and time station #4.
So to all my friends who give me crap about not camping...until you've slept in a hayfield on an Indian reservation with two people you barely know, I don't want to hear about it ;-)
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