The office was fairly easy to find, and the manager was a young woman who actually seemed pretty experienced. Parking in Spain is insanely tight almost everywhere, which was really frustrating. When we first saw the rental car, we just couldn’t accept it at all—a 7‑seater that looked tiny. There were six of us, and we honestly couldn’t imagine how we were all supposed to fit. The manager told us, basically: if we don’t take this car, the rental we already paid is non‑refundable; if we wanted to switch to the 9‑seat Mercedes, it would be €200 a day. So we reluctantly took this “unbelievably small” car, squeezed six people in, and piled our luggage up like a mountain. Later, after driving into a few indoor car parks in Spain and Portugal, we realized how lucky we were—if we’d actually swapped to that Mercedes van, we’d have been in serious trouble, just trying to find and get into parking spaces would have driven us crazy. In the end we were genuinely thankful for that “cold and heartless” manager and her refusal to compromise.