In one of the restaurants Wiggy and I went into
the owner was screaming into his phone in Spanish at someone and then later on a really drunk guy (who must have been the recipient) came into the restaurant with a big stick and started attacking the guy! I still think we should have stormed out with the unpaid-for bottle of champagne and claimed we felt unsafe.

The owner came over afterwards and explained that the guy had borrowed his car and crashed it and was now refusing to pay.
( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Tue 28 Sep 2010, 16:11, 1 reply, 16 years ago)

That's crazy mental
I had a woman flip out at me at traffic lights, I think because I got into the wrong lane while driving through the capital, and was indicating to move over.
She was yammering away in Spanish, despite me shouting "NO HABLO ESPANOL!".
( Labia Majora You keep on talking but it makes no sense at all, Tue 28 Sep 2010, 16:16, Reply)

Wiggy did really well with the other side of the road driving, even with horrifically bad Spanish drivers (sorry Aber!)
Someone drove into me in Belgium and I had to swerve onto the other (left) side of the road. When someone drove up the road minutes later they shouted "you're not in England now idiot!" which made me pretty angry.
( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Tue 28 Sep 2010, 16:19, Reply)

There was next to no traffic in Menorca
But what little there was made up for it by being mental.
Indicators? Nah, won't bother with them. Mirrors? Only used to reapply makeup.
( Labia Majora You keep on talking but it makes no sense at all, Tue 28 Sep 2010, 16:32, Reply)

That was Wiggy's biggest complaint
they seemed to use their indicators in non-sensical ways, like randomly putting on the left indicator when not actually moving anywhere.
( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Tue 28 Sep 2010, 16:40, Reply)

Yes, yes they do
I was behind one who kept their left indicator on for about a mile down one road, which had lots of left turns. They kept slowing down slightly, then speeding up, so it was a bit of a guessing game as to when he'd go.
He turned right eventually, indicator still merrily winking left.
( Labia Majora You keep on talking but it makes no sense at all, Tue 28 Sep 2010, 16:48, Reply)

You should have tried driving over the Sierra Nevadas
like I had to. No barriers for most of it and a 200 foot or more drop, and all the while Spanish drivers right up my trumpet or performing ill advised undertaking manouevres. I have never been so close to actually shitting myself, ever. Oh, and when we got to the top of the mountain pass I discovered I suffer from altitude sickness.

EDIT - oh, and having to navigate out of Granada's STUPID one way system immediately after picking up the car, having never driven a LHD car before.
(berk, Tue 28 Sep 2010, 16:45, Reply)

Sounds like fun!

( Labia Majora You keep on talking but it makes no sense at all, Tue 28 Sep 2010, 16:47, Reply)

If by 'fun'
you mean 'fucking terrifying', then yes. OH kept falling asleep instead of navigating as well, the bastard.
(berk, Tue 28 Sep 2010, 16:52, Reply)

Em did that to me too
Although to be fair I just went by road signs, she has a great tendency to be about 2 seconds late to tell me about a turning I need to take.
( Labia Majora You keep on talking but it makes no sense at all, Tue 28 Sep 2010, 16:54, Reply)