Flew in to a little podunk airport - Cottonwood, AZ P52. There's no uber available in town. Just taxi service. I saw a couple reports here and there that a crew car was available, but couldn't get ahold of the airport manager to ever find out. Either way, we went. Figured worst case if we had to walk, it was only 2 miles to "downtown".
When we got there, we headed over to the terminal. Doors were all locked up, but it had a signs saying the courtesy car could be checked out by calling such and such number which was listed inside the building. Darn. Then I saw another little note saying the key code to get into the terminal was the "Emergency Frequency". NICE! Unlocked the door, found the number, and called a guy who happened to be on the field working on his plane. He cruised over and got us the keys to our very own 1991 Dodge Caravan. SCORE!
Doors won't lock, window on the passenger side wouldn't roll down, paint was peeling all to hell on the driver's side but the AC blew ice cold! My wife thought it was pretty freaking awesome that they would just toss the keys to any pilot who asked.