This isn’t technically a van but it still deserves some serious honorable mention. The only issue is that the owner obviously has taken quite a bit of pride in the uniqueness, which I applaud but doesn’t quite adhere to the Sketchy Van guideline. But still, I do respect its existence.
This plain white van hangs out a lot in Bernal Heights on Cortland St. If it was just parked on the street, it might not even have caught my attention. And, actually, I didn’t know what a gold-mine I had found until I walked around taking some pics of this.
Oh baby. Who knew you were going to be such a treasure?
Yes, the every-neighborhood van. They are all over the place, they are always around, and every city has one. But do they all have one that says “weezy”? Yeah, I didn’t think so. This one was on the other street outside my house, the same time as the Yellow one was.
I found this little blue beauty on my way home on Mission St. near 29th in the Outer Mission neighborhood of San Francisco. If this thing came to get me at the airport, I’d rather go get wanded and strip-searched three times in security than go home with it.
This one – oh man, this one is in my neighborhood and the day I saw it parked right outside my house, I knew I had to take some pictures of it. This van might very well be the one that re-sparked my drive to take pictures of sketchy vans. If you looked up sketchy vans on wikipedia, this is the one that should be there.
Is that a wood board? What happened to this door? Let’s see that in detail.
And what makes this one the king of all sketchy vans is the duct tape, rusted-out roof.