I flew into San Antonio yesterday to drive to Allison‘s house in Austin for SxSW. If I were a superhero, my archenemies would be driving and paperwork, so I was already pretty thrilled with myself for defeating them and getting this rental. Then I came out of the Enterprise kiosk, and saw that my car for the next week is a white punchbuggy! I guess the universe reads my blog.
This got slightly less fun when I got on the highway and discovered that every other car in Texas is either a truck or an SUV, but even being as high as the next guy’s wheelwell can’t dim the awesome of driving through cacti and scrub bushes in a punchbuggy.
Do you know the years of my life wasted on “no-punchbacks!”?
How could you call that wasted?!?!