So, Thursday I went to Burbank Airport to pick up a rental vehicle.
Job required, needed the large POS to transport all the crap from the CISCO class in Port Hueneme.
Burbank Airport, Google and Siri all conspired to really f*** things up.
1. Looking for the Alamo Rental at Burbank, Both Siri and Google tell me that it's at a particular address.
No obvious signage. At least, not the two times I circled the damn airport. Can't call the office, they're closed.
2. Then, figured out parking (behind the Starbucks...) and both tell me to walk East to the street. No can do, there's fencing there. Walk back around and over... and no signage for the rental (I'm on the boulevard at this point)...
3. Ask some random guy for help, he says the entrance is in back... ( kinda where I started).
Walk all the way around to the back again.
4. It's upstairs (btw), and there is a line. They don't want to take my card because it's a corporate card, so I have to show them a business card. Ok, that makes it ok with the supervisor. It DOUBLES the cost when you use their insurance...
5. Then, outside and get the vehicle. Big-Really-Big Nissan SUV.
Drive around (Mr Toad's Wild ride -- -no kidding, it's Interesting - --) and wait at the exit to be checked out by the airport parking guy. Then, more steep and scary and down the ramp at about a 45 degree angle.
Biggest SUV I've ever driven. (Feels like a kitchen stool married the Queen Mary).
Sunday, March 1, 2020
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