Camaraderie was not something we expected. In fact, the comment we heard the most before leaving was, “you’ll kill each other, surely?” Before the van, our idea of teamwork had been limited to shared custody of house plants. Now, it felt like we’d been shipwrecked together. You learn what support and teamwork really mean after a day that involves your period arriving—like the stomping of a hundred steel toe cap boots on your back—a leak springing from the roof, and the door alarm breaking. While you’re trying to stealth camp. In December.
