We were very tired when we landed at 8:30 Hawaiian time (11:30 PT). We were tested again for C-19, then picked up our luggage. Moving everything out to the curb, Karin sat on the stone wall while I was going to pick up the car. I had to run to catch the airport shuttle that took people to the car rental yards.
Once on the shuttle and underway, I relaxed for about two minutes, before I remembered my wallet was in my briefcase back with Karin. When I rented the car on Priceline they told me all I had to do was stop and pick up the key at Enterprise. Everything was paid for. I got to the counter after standing in line for 30 minutes.
All was going well, I finally got to the point where I would get the key. I was very close. The key was on the counter right in front of me. Then he asked for my credit card.
I explained to him that it was in my luggage back at the airport. He said he needed the card to take a damage deposit on the car. “No credit card, no car.” I told him I would go with the car and get my luggage, along with Karin who was sitting on the stone wall for an hour now. I would drive right back with my card. He checked with someone behind the door in the wall then came back. “No credit card, no car.”
I was having to get back on the bus to get my card at the airport. If I hadn’t already been into this car rental for $1,400 (we were there for a month), I would have just taken a taxi. I got back on the bus.
The driver was the same one that brought me to the rental car lot. He asked me, “What happened?” I told him my sad story. I should mention that I was using my walker this whole time. He told me he would drop me off to get Karin and my luggage then come right back after he dropped off the two other people that were on the shuttle.

I bounded across the street, grabbed Karin and said, “Hurry up!”. She didn’t know what was going on. No car, and we are rushing to catch a bus? We made it back to the shuttle stop just as he pulled up. He jumped out and took care of all of our “stuff” and we were on our way back to the car lot.
When we arrived, the shuttle driver told me to go in and get the key and he would take our belongings over to where I could drive the car right up to them. I got the key then went out to find someone on the lot to find the car. The driver took the key and trotted off into the lot and drove our car right to our luggage and loaded it in. I think perhaps the bus driver was the reincarnation of one of my dogs – – I loved him.
Now very tired, Karin got into the car. We set the GPS for the timeshare’s address which we had no idea how to get to, then pushed the GO button. The battery in the phone was dead. JUST KIDDING. All went well. We found the timeshare with a note on the door which said, “Use the phone in the box on the door to call after hours.” It was definitely-after hours. We could hardly get out of the car. We made the call and were given a place to drive to and registered. A maintenance man, I think he was related to the bus driver, grabbed our stuff and put it in his cart and took us to our unit. I decided they were not related, they were just both Hawaiian.