It started in a leaking Portland warehouse with one bus nobody wanted.

Bus Conversions started with one decommissioned Gillig that the transit agency nearly scrapped. We'd both done van builds and both hit the same wall: vans run out of room and run out of road before the rust even starts. A retired transit bus is the opposite. The chassis is rated for a million miles, the floor is already flat steel, and the frame was engineered to carry sixty people standing up. We bought that first bus at a surplus auction for less than a used pickup, gutted it down to the ribs, and spent eight months learning what it takes to title a forty-foot vehicle as a legal home. We kept the destination roll sign because it felt wrong to throw away the part that told you where the bus was going. Now every build keeps its sign, and every Saturday the doors are open so you can see the work before it's yours.