The First BUS | TRANSMISSION 001

The First Bus - 10 years ago

Before the paint, the welding, the wheel falling off — I said yes to something I had no business doing. If you’ve ever felt the itch to begin, this story is for you.

This isn’t a story about a bus. It’s about the moment you say yes to something wild and how that yes rewires your life forever.

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Hillary and I were out on a date. We were engaged, sitting with milkshakes in front of us, just dreaming out loud.

The kind of night where everything feels a little soft around the edges, and the future is this big, open road.

I turned to her and said,
"We should take a road trip across America… in a Volkswagen Bus."

There was no reason. No plan. Just that mysterious exciting image: two people, the open highway, and a rolling home with my soulmate.

We signed a contract on a greasy burger tray liner.

I had no business doing it.
No experience. No shop. No plan.
Just a Craigslist VW bus, half-rusted away, and a wild, magnetic pull toward something bigger than myself.

That first bus wasn’t just a vehicle—it was the first time I saw the power of vision break through logic.

I’d never restored a car. Never painted one. Never driven anything cross-country.
But I did all of it—somehow.

Not because it made sense… but because I believed that it was possible.

There was a strange and beautiful delusion that I leaned into.
The kind where you don’t know what you can’t do yet—so you do it anyway.
That restoration became a rite of passage. A rolling sculpture of effort, faith, and pure desire.

And when I drove it across the country, through mountains and deserts and endless highways, I wasn’t just traveling—I was proving something to myself.

That I could make something real.

That a vision, followed all the way through, changes who you are.

Looking back now, it feels like the starting gun of my adult creative life.

The first loud “YES” to a life of audacity, art, and full-hearted work.
And every project since—every film, painting, or strange idea—carries the fingerprints of that first, impossible bus.

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