“There it is!! I see it!” An 820 mile road trip and a previous week filled with anxiety for the unknown ended as we pulled parallel to the campground and spotted a red truck pulling a shiny, silver, Airstream through the guard station and back into the campsites. Movies, books, and toys forgotten, the kids craned their necks to look out the window and keep the Airstream in view. I’m pretty sure I was bouncing up and down in the front seat with excitement.

We bought an Airstream. I still can’t believe we did it. We’re crazy. The good kind of crazy though. I think. You know the moment you stop dreaming, planning, scheming, and hoping, and suddenly start DOING. That was this trip. Around the end of August we drove to through West Virginia and Kentucky to finally reach Carlyle Illinois where the owner, Dennis, had graciously reserved us a campsite.  He is one of the most kind, helpful people I have ever met – he helped us learn how to plug it in to shore power, connect all the hoses, level it, and put out the awning (total newbies here). He was genuinely excited for us to begin this journey of ours and has kept in contact via email to check up on us and see how we are doing. We are so grateful to him, his knowledge, and his love of Airstreams and the Airstream community. For those that are wondering why the shiny, silver, twinkie-looking travel trailers are so great? Part of the reason is people like him.