Brown trouser time...
Trip Start Nov 17, 2008
42Trip End Feb 16, 2009
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We got back to the car to discover some little fucker had keyed it. And if you think there´s no need to swear then I put it to you that this is what swearing was fucking invented for. A big scratch right along the drivers side door of my wee Micra. I have to pay the first 200 Euro of any damage to the car, so I´m thinking I´ll have to cut my trip to Spain short a week early.
The thing that gets me the most is I managed to drive around Seville for a week without getting a scratch on her, and if you´ve seen Sevilles streets you´d know what I´m talking about. In fact, I´ll add a photo so you see what I mean...
Anyway, I get back to the airport in Malaga and I´m bracing myself for the worst. The guy comes out and asks me if I had any problems. I say no, everything was great, getting ready to act shocked when he discovers the door. He walks over to the car, opens the door and gets in to check I´ve filled the tank again before bringing it back. Then he gets out to check the car, leaves the door open, walks round the back, the other side, checks the front... then says "Ok, looks fine." I smiled, said thanks, didn´t stick around and jumped on a bus to Tarifa.