Maybe you know this, or maybe it's news to you, but my husband and I enjoy camping. We currently travel with our pop-up camper towed behind our black Dodge pick-up truck. It has been a wonderful camper for us, but we are soon getting to the potty training years (the pop-up has no bathroom).
And, it doesn't have AC. If you know me, you know that I can be pretty crabby when I'm hot. Not having AC in the pop-up has been tough. Especially this last summer - the temps hit 95 degrees during one of our camping trips. Needless to say, I was less than delightful company.
On some whim (maybe those whims run in the family), I questioned my aunt about the old Airstream in early October
Where is it?
What's it like?
How long has it been sitting where it's sitting?
Those were the questions I was going to ask. But before I even finished the word "Airstream," it was mine. "Are you interested in it?" Nod. "It's yours." Jaw drops.
She spoke with her people, who contacted my people (because, you know, I have people). The next week, Hubs and I were off to visit our new camper. Our 1973 Airstream Sovereign - Land Yacht.
On some whim (maybe those whims run in the family), I questioned my aunt about the old Airstream in early October
Where is it?
What's it like?
How long has it been sitting where it's sitting?
Those were the questions I was going to ask. But before I even finished the word "Airstream," it was mine. "Are you interested in it?" Nod. "It's yours." Jaw drops.
She spoke with her people, who contacted my people (because, you know, I have people). The next week, Hubs and I were off to visit our new camper. Our 1973 Airstream Sovereign - Land Yacht.
Holy smokes! We have an Airstream!