So finally... FINALLY... after 8 months of owning this van, the man finally cleaned it. He agreed when we bought it that he wouldn't let it get like his previous truck, which had a pile of garbage on the passenger side filled up to seat level on a weekly basis that he'd have to clean out in order for me to sit in it. No joke, we couldn't see the floor of the van and none of it was mine. Food wrappers, clothing, shoes, random tools, random parts of cell phones, pop cans, coffee mugs, disposable dental floss sticks... it was nasty.
Promptly after clearing all this crap OUT of the van what does he go and do? Load a bunch more crap IN. Branches and leaves from his OCD pruning adventures. He's off to the transfer station now. Two benefits at least: the branches are finally out of the yard, and the van will smell like pine for a few days. People buy artificial air fresheners to do the same thing!
We're going to wash and vacuum it on Sunday so it's nice and fresh and new. Do I sound optimistic enough?
On the trip, it's not as easy as just putting all the garbage in a garbage bag, since the dogs would just tear into it. Maybe a small plastic bin with a lid to sit between the seats?
Who am I kidding? We're bringing back 12,000 kilometers of garbage with us.
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