The neighbors, on the other hand, didn't get over it. They howled and cried and called out the Yard Police. So progress stopped on the bus.
My son, who worked in Alaska, came home and decided he'd like to complete the conversion (I had done enough to make it classify as an RV in the eyes of the Yard Police), so we went to work. I provided the tools and engineering and some labor, he provided the consumables and accessories and some labor. We made a great team, I was thrilled at the chance to work with him. He made so many good engineering decisions on the project that I was a little bit ashamed. But not enough to admit it to him.
We got the bus outfitted with 360 watts of solar panels, a 2500 watt sine-wave inverter, a 92-gallon fresh water tank, black water tank, grey water tank, pressurized water system, on-demand hot water, 5-burner stove, 30-gallon propane tank, kitchen sink, microwave, shore-power, shower (Ha! Shower! You should only know! Ha!) and settee. I had done some work on the engine (a re-do on the exhaust manifold - not a small thing on a 105,000 mile 5-liter diesel), the thing was in pretty good shape.
My son took it to Alaska and lived in it for 2-years. But not before I did a Colorado - Utah - Oklahoma Grand Tour myself, with stops in Moab and the Manti La Sal mtns in eastern Utah.
Check out the pics, more stories will follow. The views with snowy mountains and water (salt-water - can't you tell?) were taken by Greg, from vantages in Seward.