Fancy

For our 30th anniversary, while driving down to Lisbon from Scotland, we stopped off in Salamanca. I have a small red van, and I had booked a stay at a very fancy four-star hotel, verging on five-star. Valet parking, the guy looked at my van and thought I was delivering something. When he realised I was a guest, he had to park it among the Maseratis, Porsches, and Range Rovers. We both gave a knowing nod as he placed it beside the Lamborghini.