A Tesla was always my dream car. After a week with one, here’s what I think now.
A couple of weeks ago, I needed a rental car due to a snafu with my car. My friend who bore the responsibility agreed to pay for a rental car since my insurance did not cover it. I reserved a basic sedan, but when I arrived at Hertz, they told me the only vehicle available was a Honda Odyssey.
I found it rather silly to be driving around alone in what a work colleague called a “dad mobile.” It was a modern vehicle with all the creature comforts. I particularly liked the rear camera, which had three modes, including a fisheye lens that made it much easier to back out of the garage. I had reserved the rental for a week without knowing the timetable for my car’s repairs. I had a couple of days left with the dad mobile when the body shop confirmed that my car would not be finished until the following week. I reserved another rental for a week at the same location, figuring I could drop this one off and swap it for something more practical.
Hertz called me a few hours before my scheduled dropoff/pickup, but the message was garbled. Rather than call them back, I drove there in the dad mobile. When I arrived, the employee again stated they did not have a vehicle for the class I reserved. He gave me two choices: keep the dad mobile for another week, or they have a Tesla Model 3 available.
