Travels in a Tin Can

an issue if we had flashing blue lights on our vehicle, but then reality kicked in,
so we just responded with 'oh, interesting'.
Next the agent inspected Harvey inside and out, a very nervous time
for us, as we obviously did not want to lose our deposit. We also wanted him
to say how lovely it was and be impressed with how well we had treated the
van. It was a bit like waiting as a little child for praise from your mother, or for
a treat from your master... if we were puppies. When Hans concluded his
checks he did indeed praise us, with words, not a bone. However, he did then
give us an unexpected reward - he misread the final mileage, saving us some
money we had budgeted. Before he could correct this error we quickly settled
up for the extra costs he did say we owed. This amounted to very little in the
end, as they owed us for things like the pillows we had had to buy a lifetime
ago in Petaluma.
What happened next almost broke our hearts - we had to say good-bye
to Harvey! Our home and transport of 13 weeks, but also the representation of
our dream of travelling. It was very emotional. It also made the end of our
adventures seem more concrete and we were both a bit subdued for the rest
of the day (actually Emma was a blubbering wreck). Hans then drove us to
Jupiter - the nearest town - where we had arranged to hire a car to get us to
Miami airport. What we actually got - a Chevy - seemed more like a toy car; it
was so small and plastic looking after the RV. However, it was quite fancy and
very fast.
By the time we picked up the car we were ravenous, having skipped
breakfast and being food obsessed, so we started looking for somewhere to
grab a bite. We did not just want anywhere though; we wanted Denny's - the