Score!

Me being me, I waited until today to try to rent a car for the long weekend. Actually there were too many variables for me to be able to determine what my course of action should be, but I had to take action. I have to see me family this weekend for Christmas, and I have decided to try renting. National had nothing. I can't rent from Avis, so I tried Hertz, even though the last time I did I nearly died. To rent a car from Hertz from December 23-26 costs $288, with no insurance.

Two hundred and eighty-eight. Dollars.

They tripled the rate. That's Christmas spirit. Feeling as though I had no choice, I booked the car. Seamus overheard my plight, and bless him, knows someone working at Entreprise that could give me a better rate. I got a car from December 23 to the 27 for $89.

Damn right! But there's a catch. I have to travel to Île-Perrot to get the car, which is a forty-minute commuter train ride. But I get to take the train, which is ALWAYS good, unless some damn toddler just has to run around and make noise or some such shit. But can you believe this GOUGING? Fucking sick.