Hmm. The high school dropouts I knew always said that they'd go down and live next to the river in a van. Now it's the new hipster cool thing. Reminds me of people glorifying living in "tiny houses" that are upscale versions of the wickiup tow-behind logging camps my father lived in. Minus the mice and weasels skittering across your sleeping bag in the night, or the bear that smashes your kitchen to pieces while you're out chopping.