Knock knock. Who’s there? Your first visitors. Your first visitors who? Your first visitors with a bottle of wine so let us in before we drink your gift right here on the sidewalk. Cha-ching! Thanks for the bottle of Happy Camper wine, David and Carrie! We’ll be happy campers ourselves Read more…
On Sunday, we left the Airstream parked in front of our house so we could spend the day mopping its dusty floors, inspecting every nook and cranny, and admiring its beauty from our dining room as we decorated Halloween cookies with Ava.
I swear that more frosting and sprinkles ended up in her mouth and on the floor than on the cookies she decorated.
The Airstream we thought was officially ours was snatched up from under us and relocated to a new dealership. You must think we were pretty pissed off. Yes we were… but have you ever seen a pissed off toddler who had her road trip dreams squashed by the man? Boy, this dealership is in BIG trouble. BIG BIG TROUBLE. So a couple weekends ago, we headed down south to find out where our Airstream was hiding.
Come out come out where ever you are.
HA! I found it. Follow me.
… and it has Airstream written all over it.
So, I have a little story to tell. It’s about ‘our’ Airstream. You know the one. The one with the cheeks that I want to squeeze? Yeah, that one. Here it goes…
After visiting a couple dealerships, we narrowed down the specs of the Airstream we were hoping to buy but none of the dealerships carried our choice. So we were back to window shopping via the internet. And low and behold, we found it on craigslist. A ‘new’ 2007 Airstream International Ocean Breeze 25FB and it was sitting on a dealership lot down in the San Diego area.
The good news was that is priced ridiculously low. The bad news was that it is a bank repo. Ughhhhh. A repo? Come on! But it didn’t end up being as bad as it sounded. The bank repo’ed the trailer from a going out of business dealership and not from a family who had their road trip dreams squashed and then decided to booby trap the toilet with firecrackers (ouch!) and write profanities all over the aluminum exoskeleton (might sound cool to you now but Ava will eventually learn to read, people!).
Isn’t she just so so cute? I want to squeeze her cheeks. I want to hug her until she wiggles out of my arms. I want to put a cherry on top and eat her up with a spoon. But, I guess I have to settle on incessantly staring at Read more…
(If you haven’t read Part 1 of our shopping adventure, click here.)
So, as you recall, we were in the market for a used Airstream International Signature Series 25FB. I guess you can say we were pretty specific on what we wanted. We preferred to buy a used one from someone who was looking to part ways with theirs but strangely enough there weren’t too many on the market. So we headed to one of our local dealerships in Southern California to check out their inventory. And low and behold, they had a 2007 with our specs. The modern interior was clean, slick, and accented with orange.
Could this be the one? We can’t buy the first one we looked at, right? Would that be responsible of us? I would normally answer these questions with a ‘Yes, we bought it on the spot anyways!’… but not this time. We told the kind salesman that we could not buy the very first one we looked at… even after he knocked off $12k on the spot without us even asking.
A man and woman walk into an Airstream dealership. The man kicks the tires, makes sure he can comfortably sit on the commode, and carefully inspects the cost breakdown spec sheet. The woman opens all the cabinets to try to figure out how all of her their stuff will fit, Read more…