As a part of this day trip to Adelaide, I needed to hire a car to get out to the winery where the party was being held. It was going to be a lot cheaper and reliable than taking an Uber.
To economise further, when booking, I went the route of going for a mystery car. VroomVroomVroom.com, the car hire comparison site, this seemed like a good deal. It was only for the day. I wasn't like I was buying the vehicle. Whatever they gave me would be fine, I told myself.
Wrong.
When I rocked up the car hire office at Adelaide Airport, we went through the normal pleasantries. I handed over my driver's license, my credit card, signed a few forms. All the usual things.
Then, the big question. What were they going to give me?
I didn't have to wait for long to find out.
A CAMRY.
A bloody CAMRY.
Okay, yes, it was a hybrid Camry, and a black Camry, but you can't sexy up a Camry. Camrys are about as sexy as roadkill at the best of times.
"But I don't wear a hat, I'm not a Karen and I know how to use an indicator!" I wailed, "Do you have anything else?"
"No."
"Oh, okay. A Camry it is. "
So, I was driving around Adelaide in a black Camry today. I will say that it was very comfortable and it was lovely to drive and the 60 km round trip didn't make then petrol needle move, so I didn't have to fill it up before I dropped it back at the airport before my flight.
There goes the last of my street cred.
Regardless, I had a lovely time in Adelaide and I'm glad I went over, even if was made to drive that abomination of suburban opulence.
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