In 2011, the month of August we had traveled from California and were on our way to Washington. At the time we were on the Oregon coast and were keeping our eyes open for a campground. We pulled into a campground that looked kind of cramped, but because it was later in the afternoon we decided that we’d better not be too picky. We had been told to drive around and see what might appeal to us, and then check with the camp host to make sure it was available. We picked a site out and settled the paperwork and all and then headed back to our space. It seems that a van did not show up until after we had been there a little while. If you read this post,you will understand the connection. Fast forward to July 2014 and we had been in Oregon sevens months. We were at Home Depot in Albany and saw this van. I squealed when I saw this van because it was the same one that belonged to the camper we met in 2011 on the Oregon coast. He, the owner was pulling out and away and we made a hasty exit out of our car to flag him down. We had, had no knowledge of where he resided, even though we talked to him quite a bit that evening. His van is no cookie cutter van and not one you will forget. It was neat to talk to him that day. Certain encounters are just meant to be and I call them divine appointments..