OOC These are real vardo wagons built pretty much the same as they always have been. This is the sort of thing that Alex and his family would be traveling in, spring, summer, fall and winter.
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The eve of my sixteenth birthday was upon me and we were stuck in a snowbank. We had been run off the road two hours previous by a caravan of German trucks on their way to no one knows where. My Papa and I sat on the front seat of the wagon, sweet pouring off our brows despite the near freezing cold. ( Read more... )