On Monday we checked out of our apartment rental, and made our way to the rental car facility. My cousin Victor Hugo has gone out of his way to make us feel welcome and it's been amazing to have family, that I haven't seen for over 20 years, to be so giving and generous. When we first met he gave me a long hug, as if he had missed seeing me for all this time. It was pretty amazing.
Anyways, we made our way to the rental car. Lori is very organized and has printed off all our reservations with maps and confirmation numbers. My cousin VH drove for 20 minutes to drop us off. And when we get there, it was an abandoned building.
When someone has the illusion of control, not having something in place as planned can be stressful. A scramble of phone calls and google mapping ensued as we tried to find out where the car was. Then Lori said "I wonder if we even have a car reservation in place?"
After getting a hold of Avis, we got an address; an incorrect address and it took us over an hour and a half to finally find the rental centre, hidden away between apartment buildings. Weird place to placed. The lack of visibility is poor advertising.
Avis did at least have a car for us and we found out that the location we first went to had been closed for 2 years!
Five hours after we were expecting to be on our way we finally took the Mazda 2 and drove about an hour to the coast.
Part two of the quest begins!
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