Vintage trailer makes its way across the USA border!
Who knew life would take such a drastic spin when I left my little solar trailer in SMA a few years ago. I was simply jamming back to LA to do a quickie job on the TV show Last Comic Standing....just to make a bit of cash...and then...
Somehow, 2 1/2 years later I am still working and haven't had a real break to get back to get my trailer (which was stored safely in the middle of town at the San Miguel Tennis Courts Trailer lot -- who by the way I love). My gal was just waiting on me to get back God kows when, and, then came along super-sonic Caty. She was a Toothie reader and had emailed me inquiring about where I'd found my trailer. She was doing loads of her own research on vintage trailers and couldn't find one like mine, bud wanted one badly (I had the same prob til I found mine). The minute I got her email, and purely on a MST whim, I said - "Why not buy mine?" She was elated, the cashola was transfered and now she owned my trailer. She's so much like me, jsut trusting whatever way the wind blows.
Thing is, we had to get it from Mexico to the USA since she was nervous to travel all thru Mexico with a trailer titled in my name on her own. Cut to - months of dead chaos and drama trying to get it to the border or somewhere in TX for her to grab it from. First I enlisted the help of Carlos, my surfing bud in Baja but something came up and he couldn't do it. Next up, my pal Deb down in SMA (who was in the middle of an international move herself) stepped in to help out and after weeks and weeks of insanity, she finally managed to get it delivered to Caty in San Antonio! Now the only thing left is for Caty to unpack my world from her new trailer, ship me my goods and to head out on her own wily adventures. Freaking nuts.
This is why I love this blog, travelling, adventure and all the mishaps that come along with living a funky ass life. You just never know what the heck is coming down the way. You don't know what path people are out there desperately hunting for. You just really don't even know your own road and where it will take you. If you remember, 2.5 years ago, I was in San Miguel de Allende, studying Spanish in dark bars, eating my way thru the town and slowly making my way to the Darien Gap in Panama, volunteering the whole way down Central America.
Now I'm working on two TV shows in Jersey and wondering if I will ever return to SMA. But, at the same time, I'm conspiring on how to flip my beast of a floating home in LA, revamping my sailboat for what I know will be an upcoming Southern Pacific crossing, wondering if I should just ditch my condo in Chicago, regrouping about buying an Airstream (with a toilet on this one!), and eating my way through a ton of good food in NYC. Among other things of course...but it's good to know that adventures keep getting lived and sojurns keep getting traipsed.
This is to Caty - I hope you love that little trailer as much as I did and it takes you as far RTW as you want to go...enjoy el camino, and I bet I see you some day out there, just when we both least expect it! (PS - That's Caty with the trailer...sure, she's dusty, but give her one good cleaning...and she's OUT!).