Bitchin' Camaro

The Kid in Oklahoma City wore a tie and a headset and a gamer's smile as he upsold our rental car at Sky Harbor airport. "How about a Porsche, Kurt?" I asked him. He grinned back over the video feed from across the great divide.  "Not in your rate class...but maybe a 2012 Mustang convertible?"
Greg and I already HAD the car rented, so 25 more a day?  Too much, even for a Mustang.  But for 10 a day...a Bitchin' Camaro, cherry red, only 3K miles, he'll throw in XM radio for free.  Upsold.
Brilliant idea at Hertz:  staff the rental counter with (mostly) remote workers, who can handle more traffic when things get really busy at DFW or SFO.  And yeah, Cherry  will move pretty well.












Thus far our further adventures have included a venture to Whole Foods for supplies, a cold-brewed iced caffeine experience at Cartel Coffee Lab, and an interesting encounter with a gallery that deals in these:

Yes, that is Renoir's "Venus Victrix," I knew you knew that.

Turns out there is a sort of "created market" for bronze casts of his works--aaaaand a gallery called Rima here in Scottsdale owns some of the original plasters. So they limit the number of bronzes made from these, and voila! Bronze sculptures for people who can afford them.  I found this all so strange and fascinating that I looked and found this interesting little tidbit of fine art intrigue! Involved with international art forgery controversy on just our first day in AZ.  What next?  Well, stay tuned for potential encounters with "C" list celebrities from the eighties... I am NOT making this up...wait for it... HERE.