Don't Rent a Chevy Aveo

I don't want what happened to us to happen to you. So please, don’t ever rent a Chevy Aveo. Based on my experience, when you do, Zach will wake you up in the middle of the night to show you the enormous welts on his hands and stomach. He will then sleepily guide you to the culprit, a bedbug he has trapped under a plastic, hotel drinking cup. Then you’ll feel shamed for having stayed at the Super 8, especially after the guy at the Hampton Inn told you not to, even though it was cheaper. Sure, you feel better when they pick up the tab based on a serious of incriminating cell phone photos of the bugs crawling around on the otherwise characterless sheets. But still, there’s no legroom.