We just spent a week in Alaska with Hugo the camper van, and let me tell you — he’s the kind of travel buddy you dream about. Reliable, comfortable, stocked with everything needed and totally cool with stopping every five minutes because you need “just one more” picture… or thought you spotted a moose that turned out to be a weirdly shaped bush.Hugo gave us complete freedom — no schedules, no reservations, no “we have to be there by…” stress. If we felt like chasing glaciers one day and gold the next, we did. If we wanted to park somewhere random and make grilled cheese while the sun refused to set (Alaska, you’re wild), Hugo was down for it.We road-tripped from Fairbanks all the way down to Homer, hitting Denali, Whittier, Seward, Exit Glacier, Portage Glacier, Anchor Point, Moose Pass, and more. We panned for gold at Gold Dredge 8 in Fairbanks, took a sled ride with the Iditarod dogs at Snowhook in Willow, and “climbed” Mount Marathon in Seward (okay, tried to — I slid back down, bringing home a wrist splint and a collection of bruises as my souvenir).And Kevin? Hands down the best host ever. Helpful before, during, and after — answering questions, giving tips, and making sure everything ran smoothly. He’s basically the fairy godfather of van life… minus the sparkly wand (as far as we know).When we come back to Alaska — because we 100% will — we’ll be booking Hugo again. At this point, he’s not just a camper van… he’s part of the family. The part that never causes drama, always has snacks, and somehow makes even rainy days feel like an adventure.