If we are chillaxing in John Henry for long enough when there is pedestrian traffic going by, someone will eventually be heard to remark to someone else “John Henry!” (because we have his name written on the side panel and people get excited about it and want to say it aloud). Sometimes they’ll say it with a knowing laugh and we assume they know the legend. Sometimes they’ll just state it like a fact. Bj and I always smile joyously at each other when an innocent passerby feels compelled to say the name of John Henry aloud.

Sometimes people also/alternatively remark “…British…Columbia…” because our plates are from B.C. and I think we may be the only Canadian registered car on the U.S. road, so it takes them a while to process the phenomenon of our exotic number plates.

People often comment on the flowers we have tied to the back (they’ve been there since Alaska). Yesterday someone wondered if we were just married, because of the flowers. Maybe they thought them to be real. They flowers are so covered in dirt I feel that it’s time for some new ones.

Also when bj has his bike parked outside the van someone will inevitably stop and admire it and say “Sweet bike!”

So that’s what kind of street cred we have here with our little set-up.