I had a VW van, co-owned. It was cheap to buy, later a money pit, functional, sort of romantic, but stereotypical. So I turned it inside out. I liquidated my house, got into the van, the bed, the kitchen, the living room, the clothes, my friend. One year in the van and 8000 km. Wooden floors, crushed velvet on the bed, silk curtains, and all our household appliances. Household appliances on the walls and Sistine Chapel on the ceiling.