Now begins the adventure – first shipping it from Minnesota to Santa Barbara to be customised, then all the way to Australia.
Our first attempt to buy an Airstream fell through after the owner reneged on a deal to repair some damage to the body as part of the price.
I never really felt comfortable buying it from him anyway. With his business name listed as Retroseksual, my overactive imagination was in overdrive about all the kinky activities that could have taken place onboard.
This time around, we found our Airstream through a man in Minnesota who found travelling with a toddler a nightmare and decided to sell up.
Does that make us complete masochists to be planning a trip with three under three?