Animals, food, thinking. 

Posted on February 6, 2017 by AHC McDonald

Have I not put this up before? Can’t find it. Wonderful Sydney Bongo Van finding its spiritual home in Fremantle. #Chris D.  

About AHC McDonald

Comedian, artist, photographer and critic. From 2007 to 2017 ran the culture and satire site The Worst of Perth
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12 Responses to Animals, food, thinking. 

  1. rottobloggo says:
    February 6, 2017 at 7:11 am

    For whom is the bongo van voting on March 11? Food – my mind – POLITICS.

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  2. Rong1 says:
    February 6, 2017 at 1:15 pm

    Vote for Trumble

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  3. cheapfame says:
    February 6, 2017 at 1:29 pm

    ‘Personal Hygiene’ is a notable omission from this ‘sphere of influence’.

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  4. Snuff says:
    February 6, 2017 at 5:13 pm

    Haven’t seen that one before. This one is about as close as you’ve got.

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  5. Shreiking Wombat Ninja says:
    February 7, 2017 at 6:42 am

    I like how they have the Opera House facing the wrong way and relocated Sydney Tower to the North Shore.

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    • Bag O'Turnips says:
      February 7, 2017 at 5:45 pm

      That didn’t go unnoticed by me either. I figured that the person responsible for this was taking licence, if not being a total amateur. Granda Move House for hippies priced out of Byron Bay. Or Summer Bay: I suppose they can’t stay at Palm Beach, gotta keep it gentrified for TV.

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  6. Bag O'Turnips says:
    February 7, 2017 at 5:40 pm

    Though not strictly a Bongo Van—they’ve been made by Mazda since the late 60s, and we’ve known them as E Series vans more so than as Bongos, which was only the first generation here, but the name has stuck—they were a competitor to the Toyota LiteAce you see here. Which is entirely appropriate as a hippie van, as they were reliable but utter dungers to drive as I can testify, having driven them as work vehicles, and back then too when they were newer and less shittier than before they age, when they become very tired and creaky. And this beast has come West to die.

    Makes you wonder how long it took its owners took to get it away from the city where even the van is priced out their frankly insane housing market, across the Nullarbor to Cockmantle. And the Indian Pacific would have beat it, even if the van would’ve become a reeking funk as a consequence of continual driver rotations and no rest stops… well, until that LiteAce was screaming out for a rest, growing sluggish with unceasing kilometres. It is was because of that, in addition to its already rather too leisurely safe cruising speed, that it was outpaced by the transcontinental train?

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