This is the Cow:
I don't know why it's called the Cow. Maybe because it's large and unwieldy, maybe just because it's ugly? Either way, that's what it's called. The Cow. Here's what it looks like from the side:
And here's what it looks like inside:
Or looked like, that is, until I cleaned it out this afternoon. The Cow belonged to my landlords until just recently, and dutifully served as a makeshift camping trailer for many years. The accommodations were spartan, to be sure, but it was weathertight and provided cheap and reliable shelter on many a trip into the mountains and the backwoods.
But that's all over. The Cow is mine now, and it's soon to be stripped down to its frame and transformed into something entirely different. The Cow is about to embark on a path to a new life; an urban life; a culinary life...