There is no such thing as "Trailer Trash" in the Airstreaming community, but it is a way of life, a lifestyle for the free thinker. There is a "camaraderie," a kinship, a wave as we pass each other on the highways and spot one in a park. There is a need to catch up to one on the highway (even if you are not pulling your own rig at the moment) to travel, even for a few minutes, behind that beautiful "Shiny Hiney". Some say they are Happy Capsules, Cozy Cocoons, Silver Bullets. What do you call yours?
