One of my challenges this week was to take the van to the cleaners.
There is a car wash business on the little square where the dogs go every day.
My indoor parking space is a few hundred metres down the same street.
So not such a big deal!
Well….. for me in my new state of anxiety about little things……it felt like something I had to build myself up to.  The hard parts are – getting the van out of the tiny parking space, knowing what to do in the car wash building – where to go, when to pay etc etc (A good chance to revisit that female discomfort when entering a masculine world), getting the van back into the tiny awkward parking space. And of course speaking all the time in castellano.

One of my lessons this week is ‘If there is an easy way, chose that one!’
So Pep came with me for the first part. I did all the driving and speaking but I felt more confident that he introduced me to the place where obviously they know him.
Is this the 21st century?  Are you almost 55?  For goodness sake woman!

Actually the bloke doing the cleaning jumped into the van to drive it onto the ramp and had to get out again immediately when he found he was in the passenger seat.  First time for him in a UK van.

They were all very friendly and it cost 15 euros for inside and out which I thought was reasonable.

They have a huge conveyor belt so no one has to drive the vehicle as it passes through.
The machine was called CHRIST

At the end there was a dryer which puffed out hot air as it raised up to let my van pass through.
I wished I had someone with me to share the joke – Christ is Risen, Hallelujah!

Great confidence afterwards so Bonnie and I drove to a further away country park, Mil Pins, for a peaceful  and green walk.