Renting a car should always be a simple task. Of course, that never seems to be the case, particularly when you're tired from a flight and just want to get to your hotel and go to bed. Basically, in case you didn't know, be aware that you cannot rent a car from Avis on a debit card, no matter how much money is in the account. They wouldn't let us take a car out with a debit/credit card from Wells Fargo without calling a credit agency to get approval who - of course - would likely not have been open at 10:30 at night. Luckily for us, I had my Amex. They did, however, leave two people stranded because all they had were debit cards and not credit cards.
So, once that was sorted out, we rented this:
Compact and easy to park in the big city. It came equipped with XM radio, which have many a techno station that go: "dush-dush-dush-pshdish-dush-dush-dush-pshdish-dush-dush-dush-pshdish-dush-dush-dush-pshdish-dush-dush-dush-pshdish-dush-dush-dush-pshdish-dush-dush-dush, etc..." Personally, I prefer a few words sprinkled in with my neverending dance beat, thank you.
However, let's get down to what this post is really about. The above mentioned car kept my butt warm. See this:
That button makes your tush warm. 'Nuff said.