"Trailers for Sale or Rent..."

 I love trailers.

All shapes and sizes. Large rigs or cozy little trailers. I pretty much just love them all.

But especially vintage trailers!

Well, okay, if you know anything about me, I tend to love anything vintage.

But trailers have an extra special place in my heart.

Perhaps it goes back to when I was little. 

I grew up as an only child, and though not all my childhood memories were rosy, I did have some truly happy times. And some of my favorite memories with my family include camping in our mid size Terry trailer. 

                     This is not our actual trailer, but ours looked very similar!

Brown and white, it was probably about a1968 model, give or take a year, and I'm pretty sure my parents purchased it new. But we enjoyed it for nearly a decade. 

It had a sofa which made into a bed, and that's where my parents slept. I slept in the bunk bed above them, and we had the option of closing the accordion-type curtains, which I actually loved.

I felt warm and secure, tucked inside my sleeping bag and looking at the little rivets on the ceiling- or, excuse me, stars. They were stars to me.

We had little windows that opened their slats by cranking. And light fixtures that gave off a cozy lantern glow at night.

We had a table that made into another bed, which we rarely ever used as a bed. (But sometimes for fun, I'd decide to sleep there, instead- just to be different.) 

On the side of the bench seat was a drawer with my special toys or activities that only stayed in the trailer. They were just for camping, and I liked it that way. I looked forward to getting out my special things that I only got to use when we were camping.

There was a kitchen area across from that, a large closet and a tiny bathroom in the corner that even had a shower. We rarely used that, but it fun to know it was there!

Occasionally, I'd get to bring a friend with me camping. And a couple times, my grandparents caravanned with us, taking along their smaller old trailer. 

One time in particular, when I was Kindergarten age, my parents and grandpa went off somewhere- fishing, most likely. I got to come over to hang out with my grandma (known to me as "Gammee") who made me feel quite grown up by serving me coffee. 

Well, actually, a coffee cup of milk with about a tablespoon of coffee.

Besides our camping trailer, for a good part of my childhood, those same grandparents lived in a long, single-wide trailer. They had sold their house in retirement and moved there, and I thought it was the coziest little home to visit.

(If you've ever seen the old Lucy and Desi movie, "The Long, Long Trailer", my grandparents' trailer house was almost identical!)

Fast forward to now. We have an old pop up tent trailer which perhaps is not a true trailer but comes pretty close. But...well, not exactly the same. 

However, last year, my husband and I discovered a vintage trailer resort as we were zooming down a highway about 45 minutes from home. We zipped around and went into the little resort park to inquire, and to our pure delight, there were rows beautiful vintage trailers lining the streets that you could actually stay in. 

Many were actually from the 1950s and restored, with added modern touches, like a built in television and other amenities. 

"Glamping" to say the least, but with a decidedly old fashioned twist!

                            The adorable trailer we stayed in!

I later perused their website and booked a little Shasta trailer- cute and cozy for two.

When our weekend in early June came around, it ended up pouring most of the time, but that didn't dampen (pun intended) our moods. It only added to the coziness!

We brought a new game to learn to play, listened to music, cooked hot dogs, explored the nearby town, went out to dinner once, and when the rain let up a bit, even managed to ride the bikes they lend out over to a restaurant for breakfast in the light mist.

It was a very sweet time for us as a couple and we definitely want to do it again soon.

Later this past year, we went to two separate vintage trailer shows in different areas! We had so much fun touring all the privately owned trailers and chatting with their owners. Many of these folks had restored their trailers themselves and took pride in showing off their labors of love.

I guess you could say that vintage trailers were a definite theme for us last year!

So, whether they're a childhood Terry trailer, my grandparents' trailer house, or restored Shastas  all gleaming and bright, I love them all. 

(Yes, I even love the new, showroom floor models! Just not quite as much!)

Ok, so I'm not exactly sure I'd want to live full time in one like my grandparents did- or like Lucy and Desi's characters do in the film!

But there's really just something about a trailer.

And to borrow a quote from The Long, Long Trailer:

"Once a trailerite, always a trailerite."