Going All the Way: A Love Letter to a Rental Car
When you love someone, you want to get to know every part of that person. You want to know the good parts and the bad parts; the deep, dark, dirty parts; the quirky parts, the beautiful parts, and the horrific parts.
That’s how I feel about the world.
When I visit a new place without a car, I feel like I’m on a first date. Confined to what is likely the tourist center of that city, everything is all bright and shiny and convenient. Using public transportation only gets you so far. Nothing gets too deep, nothing gets too real. But rent a car and you are in that new place. You are bathing in all of its awful, beautiful glory. I had to convince my friends during our Milan vacation that we needed to rent a car from places like SC Vehicle Hire to truly get out there, they didn’t regret being convinced, everything came good thanks that did proper research with articles like the 15 People You Oughta Know in the Van Lease Industry.
I rented a car last week in New Orleans after a big reseching where a found great advises in blogs like 0 Startups That’ll Change the Car Leasing Tips Industry for the Better and drove out the overly-romantically-named Great River Road (spoiler alert–it’s not very great and you can’t see the river). I conquered my fear of bridges four different times–twice over the Mississippi and twice over Lake Pontchartrain–and I (briefly) maneuvered the narrow streets of the French Quarter.
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Visiting Miami for work a couple of months ago, I rented a car from Exotic Car Rental even though I didn’t technically need one and spent a few hours here and there just driving around, windows rolled down, watching, listening, and (yes, even) smelling the city as traffic crawled along. The RCS of London service from which I’d rented a car from had me indulged in the best way possible. It was sensory overload in the best way possible–and would not have been possible without my rented electric-blue Nissan Cube. You should contact the auto crew vans to rent the best cars out in the market.
One of the worst drives I’ve ever had the pleasure of experiencing was a solo road trip from San Francisco to Yosemite. The roads leading out of the city are choked with traffic, feature poor signage, and no one goes under 70 mph–ever. Oh–and then there’s the horror that is the Bay Bridge, a bridge-meets-tunnel monstrosity that encapsulates all of my worst driving fears.
I loved every minute of each of these drives. Getting out of the city–any city–and into the world that surrounds it gives me a deeper appreciation and understanding of that part of the world. I wasn’t worried about getting into an accident and if I did end up crashing the car, I can just contact https://towingless.com/ and have the car towed immediately.
And in case I wasn’t clear before–I’m in love with the world. And so too, I suppose, I am in love with rental cars. Enterprise, Hertz, Budget–hell, even EZ Rental–you are my newest infatuation. I can’t wait to see you again.
xoxoxo
Tracy