I have made numerous references to the less than edifying experiences with road travel in the region, but I knew in my heart of hearts that it was something I had to experience for myself, under my own steam, so a recent period where travel between the country’s two major cities was needed meant the hankering for a near-death experience could be fulfilled. The truth of the matter is that taxi travel is extremely cheap, flying in the face of most product offerings in the region, so without reasonable justification it just wasn’t sensible to hire a car, but now I had the justification.
At around 15 quid a day the online hiring experience was a no-brainer – inexplicably half the price of an in-person hire – and the deposit of only a couple of hundred quid was in stark contrast to the grand / fifteen hundred needed in the U.K. The positives did not stop there either, as the car itself only had 70km on the clock, which was a long way from the multiple thousand mile cases I was used to in Scotland, but despite this near-untouched state there was a general insouciance from the hiring company when I started asking about scratches, dents etc. My oft-stoked paranoia from hiring seemed to be completely unnecessary here, as long as the vehicle was returned in a roadworthy state then everyone was happy!
So the hiring experience was effortless and one might say almost a pleasure, but what would the driving experience bring?