Take a road trip
A good traveler has no fixed plans and is not intent on arriving. -Lao Tzu
Have I ever mentioned that I desperately want a vintage Airstream? My dream is to deck out a big metal vintage tube like a rock band’s tour bus (I’ll pretend to be Tracy Chapman or Joan Armatrading or Tom Waits or Johnny Cash), with "37days" and "Life is a Verb" painted on the side, a little hand-cranked green and white awning I could put out when we park, and just flat out take to the road with Mr Brilliant, Emma, Tess, and the dawg, Blue, for 37 days in October when my book comes out (the cats would hate it, trust me), bothering people in independent bookstores across the hills and dales.
Crazy idea? Can I park in your driveway? Do you have an Airstream you’re not using anymore? Do you think a teenager, dog, toddler, Mr Brilliant, and overwrought vegan writer craving Peanut Chews in a small metal tube at 70 miles per hour is a good idea? Perhaps I’d be better off with this tiny Airstream, instead.
It started years ago, this love of Airstreams, and was fueled in the past year or so by seeing a revamped Airstream being used as an office (I wish I could find that link–it was breathtaking, really. UPDATE–thanks to reader David for finding the very link! Be sure to scroll all the way down to the bottom of that post to see all the photos). My lord, what a dream. I can just see traipsing out to the trailer in the driveway in my robe and fuzzy slippers and bed head, much to the dismay of the fancy B&B’s that surround us. I envision myself at a small formica fold-down table, typing and typing and typing away for hours, sipping Earl Grey Lavender tea with soy creamer until I’m completely wired, gnawing on a few radishes, and then folding up my laptop and the table, before the long commute home to make dal and fake helping Emma with her Algebra 2 homework.
So imagine my delight when I saw this yesterday, even though it’s not vintage. And then when Rick pointed me to a place in NC that sells them. And THEN when I realized that I WILL BE WITHIN TWO MILES OF THAT PLACE NEXT WEDNESDAY when I travel to Greensboro to do some speeches at my alma mater.
I’ll be stopping at exit 208. Oh, yeah. Photos to follow.
I was serious about parking in your driveway.
[image from here]