The traditional interior is spectacular if a tad busy for my taste.
I've wanted one ever since reading Wind in the Willows . In the
passage below, Toad is showing Rat and Mole his new acquisition.
"He led the way to the stable-yard accordingly, the Rat following
with a most mistrustful expression; and there, drawn out of the
coach house into the open, they saw a gipsy caravan, shining with
newness, painted a canary-yellow picked out with green,
and red wheels. 'There you are!' cried the Toad, straddling and expanding himself. 'There's real life for you, embodied in that little cart. The open road, the dusty highway, the heath, the common, the hedgerows, the rolling downs! Camps, villages, towns, cities! Here to-day, up and off to somewhere else to-morrow! Travel, change, interest, excitement! The whole world before you, and a horizon that's always changing! And mind! this is the very finest cart of its sort that was ever built, without any exception. Come inside and look at the arrangements. Planned 'em all myself, I did!'
. . .
It was indeed very compact and comfortable. Little sleeping bunks--a little table that folded up against the wall--a cooking-stove, lockers, bookshelves, a bird-cage with a bird in it; and pots, pans, jugs and kettles of every size and variety. 'All complete!' said the Toad triumphantly, pulling open a locker. 'You see--biscuits, potted lobster, sardines--everything you can possibly want. Soda-water here--baccy there--letter-paper, bacon, jam, cards and dominoes--you'll find,' he continued, as they descended the steps again, 'you'll find that nothing what ever has been forgotten, when we make our start this afternoon.'"
