5 Days of Freedom in a Rental Car

Have you ever woken up in the morning, closed your eyes and thought: "What if I left right now?" That's how my five days of true freedom began - in a rental car, without plans, just a GPS and coffee in a thermos.

Day 1: Drive to nowhere

I booked a car in 15 minutes through the app. I left the office, got behind the wheel - and here I am, racing along the highway, far from the noisy city. No business, just music, the road and freedom.

🚗 Tip: Don't forget to bring a charging cable, a phone holder and a playlist. Music is an important part of traveling!

Comparison: Rental vs. Personal Car

Criteria	Rented Car	Personal Car
Maintenance Costs	Included in Price	Pay Yourself
Insurance	Automatically Issued	Needs to Renew
Freedom of Choice	Can Change Car Every Time	Same Car
Depends on Condition auto	If it breaks down, they'll replace it	Repair at your own expense

Day 1 evening: Lake Okeechobee, tent and stars

I pitched a tent and that night saw the Milky Way for the first time in a long time. Rented car became my little home on wheels.

Comparison: Car vs. Train/Bus

Parameter	Rented car	Train / Bus
Route	You choose yourself	Fixed
Flexibility	You can stop anywhere	Depend on the schedule
Comfort	Air conditioning, music, solitude	Crowd, noise, minimum amenities
Impressions	Maximum freedom and spontaneity	Minimum emotions

Day 2: Floating ghost town

I drove to Biscayne Bay and reached Stiltsville — mysterious houses on stilts. Each house stood just above the water, like guests from another world. The wind rustled, the waves beat quietly, and it seemed that here you can meet the shadows of the forgotten past. The atmosphere was mysterious and hung over the water like a memory.

Day 3: Traces of the past — Frog City

I left the Tamiami Trail and came across Frog City — once a restaurant and a tiny settlement, now — only an old sign and silence. I could almost imagine the old visitors eating frog legs here before they forgot about the place. It's a weird, creepy feeling: you're here, but the city is gone.

Day 4: Rustic Monument - Miami Marine Stadium

I stopped by the abandoned Miami Marine Stadium: the concrete stands disappear into graffiti, the deserted corridors resemble a post-apocalyptic movie set. The wind carried the echo of previous races, and it seemed as if the crowd was still somewhere nearby. Admiring the chaos, I thought: even ruins are an arena of emotions.

Final: Return

On the fifth day, I returned the car to the company parking lot. No regret, no fatigue - just a feeling that I lived a small life in a few days. And most importantly, I realized that a journey begins not with a ticket, but with a desire.

The Last Day: Streets of Miami

I found myself in the heart of Miami. The rented car deftly maneuvered between the palm trees and street cafes of Little Havana. In the morning, I drank coffee on the shore, watching the city wake up. Along the way, I met an artist from Argentina — together we explored the graffiti district of Wynwood, joked, and shared travel stories.

Want to do the same?

Rent a car, choose a direction — and just go. The world is waiting for you around the corner.