Day 1 - The Rental

A: As all great journeys begin with a single step, typically, SisterKisser journeys begin with a misstep. We arrived at the studio to rent the van we needed for our travel. We piled into Marconi’s Jeep and headed to the Avis to secure our steed.

Apparently at this particular branch, all the adults have been killed and the management and floor staff is a somewhat Lord Of The Flies affair. We made a reservation for a Dodge Caravan, as it is the only available vehicle in the distinguished Avis fleet that would meet our needs. Naturally, there was no such vehicle reserved for us. I, being a little hot tempered occasionally, briefly entertained the notion of Avis-cerating this jackass where he stood. However, Young-and-Puss-Faced told us that the Town and Country in the lot was an equivalent vehicle and after a brief inspection of said vehicle, we were satisfied, and fired up to hit the road.

Upon being asked if we were all going to drive, we found out we needed to sign additional driver agreements. The pubescent lad behind the counter moaned audibly as he realized there were no more of these magical documents that would enable us to harness the raw power of the Chrysler Town and Country we had before us. A second non-testes-descended employee arrived, having driven up to the office (we assume legally, but who knows) and upon having this information conveyed to him, also made a groaning noise, replying “I’ll be right back” and promptly hauled his skinny ass away to the “other office”, which we were told was less than 5 minutes away.

20 minutes later, when accurate math calculations ceased to exist on our planet, he arrived, and we finished up. Lively banter ensued with the two tweens and we were finally on our way, already later than we had imagined.

L: Yes. This is true. This particular office was run by two twelve year olds.

It seems every time we rent a vehicle, something goes wrong, and it’s usually with the reservation. On one trip last year we were told they “didn’t even have a vehicle for us”. And we had to scramble to another place just to get a van.

But in the end we all kept a sense of humour about this particular situation, and were joking around with the lads as we signed off and got the keys to the rental.

And the additional driver thing seemed to work out pretty well as we all took shifts driving throughout the day from when we left at 12:35 PMish until we arrived at our hotel in Tennessee at 1:00 AMish.