Plenty of them normally. You should be able to find something that will work.
the water doesn’t require a filter in the first place. the model of water dispensers they are talking about usually have green/yellow/red lights for filter usage/expiration
Almost all National Executive locations I have been to recently have a ton of Grand Wagoneers and full size pickups, FWIW
I’ll have to get over my hatred of the Derek Jeter commercial that we got force fed, because something that size is exactly what we need.
You may consider asking everyone to use duffle bags rather than structured roller bags, just in case.
I mean the smart thing to do would just be book the size car we need - but it’s 3x the price and I can’t imagine there’s not going to be a big enough SUV or even a minivan available on a Wednesday morning.
If it is 3x the price, you can always rent a second car in the worst case scenario.
I’ve never taken one, due to the commercial, my general dislike of the car, and the size given that I am rolling solo 99% of the time
I ended up using Turo for the first time a couple months ago when I absolutely needed to know what exact vehicle I was going to get. Worked out really well and it was a few hundred dollars cheaper than reserving a specific vehicle with a rental car company.
I feel personally attacked by TC and Andy’s disdain for people who wipe down stuff on the plane. Even before Covid I would not touch a tray until it had met a Clorox wipe.
My power rankings would put the people who talk on phones at the gate way above the aisle jumpers and baggage claim jammers. At ATL recently the guy and his little kid next to me were loudly on FaceTime the entire time at a crowded gate, and making it even worse was the guy was also dropping F bombs.
I had an absolute disaster of a rental car experience at CVG this winter. One poor guy was covering the Hertz, Dollar, and Thrifty counters (or some combo- I can’t keep up with the consolidation). We got in the Hertz line, which was five deep, as were the other two. He was apologetic, everyone was understanding, but it was over an hour until we had our keys. That would have been fine, except…
When I pulled into the lot to return the car, the guy scanned the bar code on the car and said “Marilyn?” I’m obviously not a Marilyn, nor is my dad. Turned out the frazzled dude behind the desk had given me the wrong keys and paperwork, and given (presumably) Marilyn my paperwork. I never actually looked at the agreement after I signed it, just shoved it in the center console like normal. The guy couldn’t check in the car, so called his manager, which took 15-20 minutes to just get him up to us. He was then just as flummoxed as the first guy, so called corporate. It being Sunday morning, he couldn’t get ahold of anyone. This was taking so long I sent my dad to go through security and told him I’d hopefully see him at the plane. 30 minutes late, they still had no answer on what to do so the manager just went in, cancelled my original reservation, and said “well, hopefully Marilyn returns the car so they don’t report it stolen on you.”
Haven’t listened to it yet but add me to the list of people who feel personally attacked for trying to do something about the dirty ass, germ-infested seats and trays on the plane.
I never cared until COVID. But now I do use the United provided wipes to do armrests, tray tables and seat belt buckle hardware.
In their defense, there is a fuckton of alcohol saturated onto those wipes and even I have to sometimes wince at how pungent the smell is, so I can certainly appreciate how that smell would be off putting to many people.
I looked into Turo at one point and decided against it and I can’t recall exactly why - I think it had something to do with my insurance company.
Two summers ago I rented thru hertz at MDW. Returned the car at the early hour drop off before the people were there to check in cars. Left everything as instructed and got on my plane home. Didn’t get emailed a receipt for a few days which I thought was odd, but then a few days later got it and the car was returned to Jacksonville, FL. Hertz wouldn’t budge when I showed them my airline itinerary and screen shot of my ticket and I eventually filed a dispute with AMEX and they ruled in my favor.
After I got my money back, Hertz sent my charge to collections. Assholes.
I had a Sunday 6am flight from PHX to ATL a few weeks ago and there was a whole group of guys getting on the plane, many of whom seemed to have stayed up all night drunk and/or still drinking, who were loudly dropping all kinds of F bombs.
I genuinely have no problem with the words fuck and shit but I’m aware of when it’s appropriate to use them and 5:45 am as you’re boarding a flight with a hundred (mostly) strangers is not the time. So awkward.
I think it’s more than unless you’re flying in a hazmat suit you just have to embrace the germs. It’s like eating at a restaurant. You just can’t even think about how gross everything actually is.
“Passengers generally know airplanes are riddled with [grime], but the [tray tables] go beyond general germs,” said Sue Fogwell, a flight attendant with more than two decades of experience. Suffice to say, it’s a good idea to give your tray table a good wipe once you get on board, especially before eating. Fogwell isn’t the only one sharing this information. A 2015 study by Travelmathshowed that tray tables had nearly eight times more bacteria per square inch than the second-dirtiest place: the overhead air vent button.
Just departed back home ORD-SAN and saw Aaron Dill boarding with the 1K group. Knew he was a classy guy!
Also the fire alarm went off in the United Club and everyone had to evacuate. It was quite the scene. The amount of people that didn’t leave the line for the bar was alarming
Loud talkers on early morning flights are worse than gate lice and run to the front douchebags, by a mile. Only “make no effort at all with my toddler” person is worse. I once had a flight from JFK to Istanbul where the parents both literally slept while their kids (multiple) roamed the cabin, one of whom literally took a shit on the floor.