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car repair, classic, dog friendly, holiday, how to, humor, International Dog of Mystery, meet locals, Spain, summer, travel
There are so many articles out there about how to meet people while travelling. Seventeen says hit the beach or gym. Bring a deck of cards or ask people to take your picture advises Huff Post. On the off-chance that “meet” isn’t code for “one-night-hookup”, I can tell you that I’ve got a sure-fire way to spend quality time with bona-fide locals. Drive the Classic to a foreign country.
Thanks to this foolproof strategy, in just our first three days in Spain we met:
- The people in the tiny town (five kilometers back toward where we started) where we pulled over the first time the temperature needle started to rise. They made us hamburgers and suggested we stay overnight.
- The Russian tow-truck driver who rescued the Classic after it started chirping and drove it eight more kilometers back toward where we started. (I recognized the chirping from the time a few months ago when it led to the new water pump. There was no way, the hub reassured me, that could be the problem again.)
- Oscar and his parents at the garage, where they filled the radiator with fluid.
- The friendly police officer two blocks away who pointed out that said fluid was flooding out of the car.
- Oscar and his parents (again), when they taught us how to say bomba de agua rota (broken water pump) and arranged for us to stay at a charming hostal nearby. I can’t remember much about their food, but their local vino was fantastic.
- The new tow-truck driver who understood when Oscar and his parents taught me to say ¿Seriamente? Mi perro no puede montar en su grúa? (Seriously? My dog can’t ride in your tow-truck?) but also made the dog stay in the Classic as he towed it to the Classic-fixers (twenty-nine kilometers back toward where we started.)

So let me get this straight…you’re leaving me in the back of the Classic as it’s being towed? In a foreign country where I don’t even know how to say broken water pump?
- The Classic-fixers who installed the new bomba de agua.
- The Classic-fixers (again) when the Classic, armed with a new bomba de agua overheated before we made it out of town. This time we learned how to say necesita gasket de valve nuevo motor (needs new engine valve gasket).
- The lovely gentleman at the car rental shop who sent us off in a car with single-digit age and air-conditioning, and who taught me to say ¡Mejores amigos para siempre! (BFFs always!).
I love this!!!
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Thanks so much!
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Oh your poor car! The people you’ve met sound lovely.
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They are incredibly interesting people, but sometimes I wish that the garage mechanics weren’t the first ones I met at a new location…
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I’ve seen a lot different language learning programs but this one is unique – and hilarious when read from 4,000 miles away. I think any closer and it would start to get uncomfortable. Ha!I’m hoping that you don’t have any financial commitments that are time based – i.e. guaranteed reservations or tickets and such. You could sell this program to Berlitz as the Travel, learn mechanics and learn a foreign language all at once program. Classic car provided. Ha!
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I think you’re onto something here! Do you think I could donate The Classic to the cause?
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Absolutely – you might even be able to donate your hubby along with it ! 😀
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No-no… not car trouble? You’re such a trooper. Hugs! 🙂
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It’s amazing how much easier it is to take car troubles when I’m in an amazing, gorgeous, new (to me) country.
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Really emjoyed reading this. You met some lovely people – did you ever get to your destination?
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Yes, and I’ll write about that next. Spain is fantastic and we’re having a terrific time. And, of course, the Classic continues to ensure that we make friends and influence people.
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Reblogged this on Barrow Blogs: .
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Well you did warn us Barb! And all that time and effort on the MOT as well 🙂
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Since it’s the hub’s time and effort, I can’t complain. But oh, I do have wistful thoughts about the gorgeous local pottery and wine I could be buying with all the ££ we apply to the Classic’s innards…
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I’ve discovered that “I love your belt buckle” when you’re near the flyover states in the U.S. works well.
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Um… nope. I just don’t have it in me to stare at people’s…belt buckles. You’re a much braver soul!
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Great segment. I can’t wait to hear about the next leg/mishap but only because I can tell you’re alive.
I just bring the dog. You always have something to talk about when you bring a dog. In fact, my husband is pretty sure we had a lovely conversation with a famous person in Maine earlier this summer. I was too embarrassed to notice that the woman I was apologizing to, who my wet, very muddy dog had just jumped on, was Martha Stewart.
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I have to agree about the dog. Generally (and by this I mean the UK) conversations start and/or end with the weather, dogs, or horses. But here in Spain, as one new friend explained, people don’t have pets. Cats are feral, and dogs run around in packs. When I go out with my little dog (she came with us, of course) people suck in their breath and cringe away, even if she’s on a lead.
So for conversation starters, we’re still depending on the Classic.
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Nice and interesting post! 🙂
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So glad you liked it, and welcome!
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Your language skills are much improved! You have slept, eaten and vino-ed locally, your dog has driven a car by himself! I would say this trip is already a success.
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But wait…there’s more! I haven’t even gotten into all the wonderful ways I had to learn to communicate with the local veterinarians!
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Oh, I can’t wait for this one! 😀
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Hilarious! But aren’t you having an interesting time? And thank goodness it wasn’t raining. There’s nothing worse than having your car break down in a foreign country in the rain. Poor puppy…I would have bit him.
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It was pretty pathetic to see her little face staring down at us as the towtruck pulled up the car. But she’s a polite pup, so no biting. And, luckily, no rain.
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