The Hall of Mysteries, or WTF

Spain Day 1

First attempt at parking
We found a nice parking spot in a surface lot, and after much squeezing and shuffling (small space), we stood behind a guy and watched him use this meter, which spit out his coin about 16 times until he wiped the coin on his pants (no go) and ultimately his forehead. That worked. So we did the same thing. No luck.

So, then we spent some time studying this helpful diagram.

Eventually, we abandoned the car.

Second attempt at parking

Looking for parking? Just follow the big blue “P” signs! Turn in to this opening.

Quick! These are your choices!

So, you can either never or always go this one way, or you can choose to go both ways at once (or maybe not) except on days and times where there are exceptions.

Lots of warnings here. We get that, so we approach with caution. When the door opens, the only thing on the other side is a small chamber and what appears to be a turntable.

Understanding that we are out of our league, we carefully read the instructions.

It appears that you position your car over the peg, and you either stay in it or leave it, and then the car is sucked into a parking hole via pneumatic tube or some such and you are either required to stay in your car in the dark, or not.

So if you’ve made it this far, you get to pay. If you can figure out how.

We think this means “adults, houses, children, balls and hockey sticks ahead — all mixed up.
 

 

This was our shower in Segovia.

We think it was probably pretty excellent, but we were never able to make it do much of anything and showered while kneeling.