'Well, you gotta have a home': Inside the private lives of van dwellers
'Not everyone who lives in a shag-van with a small little bubble window is, in any regard, a predator'

A bearded, white-haired man in his late sixties puffs on a cigarette, blowing the smoke out the open driver's side window of his red Chevrolet semi-camperized van.
Maurice Bilovus is parked at Vancouver's Spanish Banks, the front of the van facing the beach. Cyclists and joggers pass by and in the distance, English Bay is littered with freighters. Bilovus seems to be just enjoying the view.
Behind the van's curtains and tinted windows, there's a bench seat being used as a bed. The rest of the van is filled with luggage, boxes, snacks, and an unopened piece of aged cheddar cheese.

"Well, you gotta have a home," he said. "I'm like a homeless person, but I've got a little home and there's a lot of homeless people around. Every year, there's more. It's not only me, there's a lot of people who do the same thing."
Bilovus has been living in a vehicle for six years, though he spends half of each year in Mexico, where the winters are warm and the rent is much cheaper than in Vancouver.
"On a $1,400 pension and $1,200 for an apartment, what the hell is left after that? You know ... it's too expensive for me to live here."
Bilovus, a calm, friendly man, struggles with a swollen foot. His van isn't outfitted with a stove and he says he often gets by on inexpensive McDonald's breakfasts.
He has a few favourite spots around the beach where he likes to park for the night. Occasionally, he hits the road or spends a week staying with friends an hour away in Maple Ridge.
"It's nice — they're old friends and they say, 'Hey, why don't you drop over for a few days, or something.' It's very heartwarming," said Bilovus, who doesn't have any family.
Elliot C. Way, a Vancouver musician who fronts a revival rock and roll band and DJs under the name DJ Dirty Bird, also relies on friends to make van dwelling a viable lifestyle.

Though unlike Bilovus, Way is frozen in 1972, despite being born 13 years later. His van is a green "boogie van" he calls Medusa.
The customized GMC is outfitted with multi-coloured shag carpeting on the floor, walls, and ceiling.
"They call it the roach coach, because if you drop a roach in it, you'll never find it," Way said, as he perched in Medusa's sliding doorway. He parked next to an East Vancouver park, where the sound of children playing in the nearby water park can be heard across the field.
"Not everyone who lives in a shag-van with a small little bubble window is, in any regard, a predator. In fact, they're probably the sweetest, nicest laid-back people ever," he said. "They live in a van — it's pretty chill."
Way has filled his van with vintage decorations, a box of classic rock records and a collection of 8-tracks. The van only has a radio and 8-track player, so he uses an adaptor to insert cassettes, and then a second adaptor to plug in his cellphone.

Earlier this year, Way was renting in an East Vancouver home, but he hit the road and travelled south when his landlord got permits to redevelop.
"I came back and couldn't find anything on Craigslist or Kijiji that I was interested in or could afford if I was interested in it," Way said.
Like Bilovus, Way plans to ride out the summer and then go south again when the weather gets cold — "just chase the sun around," he said.