OK, I was raised to believe that first impressions are everything. I can’t use that here, my first impression of Adelida was complete fear. I have wanted an airstream for as long as I
OK, I was raised to believe that first impressions are everything. I can’t use that here, my first impression of Adelida was complete fear. I have wanted an airstream for as long as I can remember and when I saw the ad for a
1976 Airstream Excella 500 for a great price I got happy. I excitedly messaged to see if she was still available. I got a text back immediately saying she is indeed still available. Well, that put me in motion. I asked if I could come see her and told them I was working, it was also Thanksgiving so I wouldn’t be able to be there for a couple of days. This wonderful person told me that they would not sell her until I could get there. How awesome was that! Finally its Sunday and me and the hubby hit the road to Mississippi. I spotted her sitting in a parking lot and started yelling “there she is, there she is”
You see all that brown on there? Thats not rust, its dirt! (take note of the blue toilet in the luggage rack…lol) This old girl had been neglected and left in a field for ten years. A little of the back story…the owners had loaned her to friend to stay in while he was working. This supposed friend left after taking most of anything that could be sold basically trashing the Airstream. The Airstream sat unnoticed in a field for years. Finally she was discovered and her owners went and got her. They just did not have the time she would need to get her back together…then here I come. These wonderful people did not deserve what happened especially after the kindness they had shown the guy that did this.
After walking around and surveying the outside it was the to see the interior. Oh my, it is bad. The thought of the amount of work this Airstream would need was overwhelming. I honestly had fear and anxiety as I walked through what was left of her. The floor was bare plywood rotted through in several places. It was raining that day so I could see the active drips running down the wall inside. There was nothing left of the kitchen area just wires and hoses.
While most would say this is a disaster, I walked through seeing what she could be if she had someone to work on her. I knew right then that she needed me and I wanted her. I put a down payment on her and we headed home. Our little FJ Cruiser was no match for a 31′ airstream (yup, gonna be needing a new truck). I browsed the internet for hours each day trying to learn everything I can so i can accomplish what needs to be done. The fear and anxiety have given way to hopes and big dreams for this diamond in the rough. I have decided to name her Adelida after an old George Straight song. This blog will document the ups and downs of restoring her back to airstream status. Thanks for reading!