Hippymobile

First seen over in the K-Mart shopping center, where I go for cheap printer ink. It was leaving as we were arriving. Too bad. Too bad twice -- the shop didn't have my species of printer ink in stock.

Time for Staples & the high price spread. Lo and behold, the Hippymobile was parked, just waiting for its portrait to be taken.
Here is the driver's side.
And the passenger side. A real scattering of images. Maybe the product of a party one night?

Incongruous details: above, a cross from the passenger side window, and, below, decals from the rear.

So the big question: is this owned by a left-over crowd from the late 60s, never grown up, or is it their grandkids? The lack of real psychedelia suggests it's the newer generation, I'd say. Looks like a work in progress, not a finished canvas. And speaking of such matters, I heard from the California nephew, who says that Ramona village (and his house) was untouched by the fires and that the crowd in the Qualcomm Stadium over in San Diego was more like Woodstock than Katrina.

International Link: Ah, synchronicity yet again. As I was photographing the local Hippymobile, my friend Fizdane was posting photos of extreme Japanese vans.