Last Thursday was supermarket shopping day. My neighbour and I go down to Huercal Overa about once a fortnight and do all the supermarkets, Lidl, Mercadona and Inter Marche. We knew that snow was forecast so we decided it would be worth getting stocked up ready for being snowed in, and it was a wise choice.
We decided to take Brian for a run and he seemed to enjoy the drive down the windy road. The sun was out and the roads were good. We parked in the underground carpark at Mercadona and left the car there while we go for a coffee and tostada con tomate y queso (cheese and tomato toastie). Last time Janet had gone down with her husband she had wanted to try a new bar, but Graeme had wanted to try a bar called El Jabilí (the wildboar). By all accounts, it's a real Spanish, blokes bar and not one Janet wants to re-visit. So, we decided we would try the bar on her wish list. It's at the roundabout neat Mercadona and is really, really nice and does great coffee and tostada -so, definitely one we will re-visit.
Shopping and breakfast over,we returned to the carpark for Brian. The carpark is very badly lit and being underground, it can be difficult to see properly. Our big car isn't a problem because it opens on the key fob, but Brian is a lot older and needs the door opening with the key. I often get confused because there are 2 keys, one for the door and the other for the ignition, but they look very similar.
When we got back to the carpark, I realised I had forgotten to get my parking ticket validated so, back into Mercadona for it stamping and then, we have a silly situation, we have to take the stamped ticket to a man in a kiosk, who then scans the ticket and then we have to drive to the barrier to put the ticket into the machine in order to get out of the car park. Seems a few too many steps for such a simple procedure especially as the Mercadona in Aguilas has a bar code on the bottom of the till receipt and you just wave it at the machine and out you go, but not to worry, if that's what we have to do, we just get on with it.
Back at the car, ticket stamped and validated, I tried to open Brian but couldn't get the key in the lock. A big, black car had parked at the side of me which was blocking what little light there was on the driver's side of the car and making it really difficult to see what was going on. I tried both keys, bent down really, really close to the lock to see if that would help but still, I couldn't get the key in the lock.
I was beginning to think I needed to call the breakdown people out, as something had gone wrong with the lock when it occurred to me, this little white car had 4 doors - Brian only has 2. This little white car had a Peugeot lion on the front - Brian is a Citroen. This little white car didn't have any shopping on the back seat - Brian's back seat was full of shopping bags.
Penny dropped! This little white car wasn't Brian!
Fortunately, the car park was empty of other people as Janet and I were doubled up in hysterics. For whatever reason, we both found it so funny that we had spent 5 minutes trying to get into a car that wasn't ours and hadn't noticed we were trying to break into someone elses car.
On the other side of the big, black car was Brian!
We made our escape before anyone noticed what we'd been doing.
Shopping can be such fun!
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4 comments:
what a great story! Brian and his (cousin) must have loved all the attention!!
We recently went even better, at the airport, we got into a car but the engine would not start, it was then we realised we were sat is a ford focus and we were suppose to be in a fiesta!
Oh what joy!
Hire cars can be so much fun. We were once at the airport in Murcia and had hired a Seat Ibiza. We struggled for ages trying to find out how to open the boot until we accidentally pressed on the Seat badge and realised it was the catch!
You're SO descriptive I was there with you!
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