5 tips for a Wicked roadtrip from Vancouver to Los Angeles!
A Wicked’ee by the name of Mitzi picked up a 5-seater Campervan from our depot in Vancouver recently. After partying at the totally awesome Shambhala music festival, Mitzi hit the road towards Los Angeles.
Mitzi kindly tweeted over some tips for anyone planning on doing the same. Big thanks to Mitzi for the blog post and the pics. No doubt Shambhala was sick!
Here’s Mitzi’s 5 tips (original source lastminute.com)
1. A reliable mode of transport.
We used Wicked Vans, who, undeniably, have a pretty interesting reputation. However, the 5 Sleeper Camper van we picked up in Vancouver was totally fine. Sure, it was pretty slow and guzzled fuel like a dairy cow guzzles water, but, hey, at least it looked cool. Any fans of Beetlejuice in the house? (see below)
2. Gas stations.
Aside from the obvious, you’ll also need gas stations to top up on your car snacks. We found that snacks high in sugar, like pretzles were most effective at keeping us alert on our long (up to 12 hours) driving days.
Also, caffeine. Leave your inner coffee snob at the door- American gas stations offer up large-size filter coffee cups (think large slurpie-size cups) with little sachets of flavoured cream. We discovered Rev Coffee, a highly caffeinated filter coffee that jump-starts your heart and had me go from yawning in the passenger seat to dancing in 20 minutes flat.
3. Casino car parks.
Here’s a great tip: you can sleep in the car parks of rural casinos as long as you go in, gamble and have a few drinks! You can also park in rural Walmart car parks if you call ahead and ask first. Seriously- here’s us set up at the Spirit Mountain Casino, just outside of Portland.
4. Regular stops.
Let’s be real, driving can be pretty monotonous. Some of the amazing places we stopped were Seattle and Monterey, near San Fran, to check out the seals.
5. A travel anthem.
The song you choose must be played regularly, to the point that whenever you hear it you burst into tears or laugh (preferably both). Hand out the window, music screaming through the speakers, day #8 without a shower, I realised that, yeah, living in a van ain’t so bad!
True freedom and adventure are the best things in the world.